{"id":52,"date":"2005-03-15T10:12:00","date_gmt":"2005-03-15T15:12:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tdgsafety.wordpress.com\/2005\/03\/15\/dreams-make-no-promises\/"},"modified":"2005-03-15T10:12:00","modified_gmt":"2005-03-15T15:12:00","slug":"dreams-make-no-promises-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/2005\/03\/15\/dreams-make-no-promises-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Dreams make no promises…"},"content":{"rendered":"

Lots of weird dreams lately- I know my animal<\/a> has been having her share. It seems like all the stress of the current dogpile of issues is finding weird ways to vent itself. Some highlights:<\/p>\n

A series of dreams which centered around the fact that my dear friend Thudthwacker<\/a> was dead. (He’s not, or he’s updating his LJ posthumously). I knew for certain that he was dead in the dreams because I was making smoothies out of his hands and organs and chunks of ice, and choking them down in some sort of cannibal memorial.<\/p>\n

My twin<\/a> and I riding a bus through Kansas until we finally plowed off a cliff into a swamp- I’d find this prophetic if it had not already happened years ago. It was good to see her, though, and at least I was not trying to drink her chunky pureed fingers.<\/p>\n

Pushing my way through thick underbrush, branches from tall trees slapping at my head- then realizing that those are not branches, they are the boots of murdered men hanging from the trees. (Even in the dream I recognized how cool this was, and my first thought is “THAT’S gonna turn up in my game…”)<\/p>\n

Lots of personal stress concerning my animal- mostly feeling helpless in the face of all the hell she’s had to shoulder through this terrible winter. It all summed itself up with my realizing I was still hollow after my illness- emptied out like a mummy or piniata, and not filling fast enough, not getting stronger fast<\/i> enough- when I’d try to fix things, my empty, hollowed trunk would just… cave and wrinkle, staving in in slow motion, dry as paper.<\/p>\n

It’s been a long winter. I’m tired of being cold, weak and tired, and knowing that I have not been there for the people who count on me. I’m getting stronger, but it’s just not fast enough.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Lots of weird dreams lately- I know my animal has been having her share. It seems like all the stress of the current dogpile of issues is finding weird ways to vent itself. Some highlights: A series of dreams which centered around the fact that my dear friend Thudthwacker was dead. (He’s not, or he’s […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=52"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/52\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=52"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=52"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/foolish-house.local\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=52"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}