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Jul. 8th, 2020 11:15 amWell that was weird. After managing no sleep, I got up to write a poem. Two hours it took me to draft and then I accidentally deleted the whole thing by mistake. I have an overworked version. Too irritated to look at it.
But at least then I could sleep, to face very strange dreams, straight out of some pulp sci-fi/fantasy movie
A scroll or papyrus of some kind, a pictogrammatic language depicted, one pictogram repeated over and over again. The whole thing resembled ancient Egyptian, but this one sigil or sign was different. It was coloured in for a start, with bright blues, reds and yellows, and its lines were thicker, more fluid, something like a cross between an aztec symbol and a cartouche. There were elements of it that looked vaguely skull like but with flowing blues that emerged from its head and curled around it. I studied it a lot.
IA was there too (why? Looking at the date this morning I realise it was his birthday yesterday. My subconscious has a far better memory than I do) he had interpreted this sign, but there was something slightly off about his interpretation. My own interpretation was also incomplete; from what I could make out, this thing was some sort of alien influence that had landed very close by, a couple of fields away. It had been to Earth before, it was known in Egypt. It was tremendously malign, but I could not find the words to express its danger, whether it killed people or made people kill each other. I knew that the immediate answer was to get the hell away from it, but that was not so easy to do. It could over-run very quickly.
So I guess this could be some sort of Covid-19 parallel thing, though why Egypt has anything to do with it is beyond me - subconscious thoughts of the plague maybe? Also, in no part of my conscious mind do I label a disease 'evil.' A virus does what most life forms do, it survives, sustains itself, reproduces. It is a lamentable thing when it brings us harm or grief, but that's not evil. Evil has intent. Also, I am always amused by the enemy from outer space, because to me there is no great danger from the outside. There's difference, there's that which we can't control, but I quite like the first and don't worry about the second. We're the adversary, not some alien or disease, not some cloven hoofed cartoon. So I am surprised that this imagery has arisen in this form. Of course, perhaps it's no surprise that it happened on 7/7 either, remembering London. Whatever else that complex symbol meant, its primary definition in my head must be inimical, malefic, enemy on the move warning stuff.
Or maybe the full moon just blasted my brains to cheese last night.
But at least then I could sleep, to face very strange dreams, straight out of some pulp sci-fi/fantasy movie
A scroll or papyrus of some kind, a pictogrammatic language depicted, one pictogram repeated over and over again. The whole thing resembled ancient Egyptian, but this one sigil or sign was different. It was coloured in for a start, with bright blues, reds and yellows, and its lines were thicker, more fluid, something like a cross between an aztec symbol and a cartouche. There were elements of it that looked vaguely skull like but with flowing blues that emerged from its head and curled around it. I studied it a lot.
IA was there too (why? Looking at the date this morning I realise it was his birthday yesterday. My subconscious has a far better memory than I do) he had interpreted this sign, but there was something slightly off about his interpretation. My own interpretation was also incomplete; from what I could make out, this thing was some sort of alien influence that had landed very close by, a couple of fields away. It had been to Earth before, it was known in Egypt. It was tremendously malign, but I could not find the words to express its danger, whether it killed people or made people kill each other. I knew that the immediate answer was to get the hell away from it, but that was not so easy to do. It could over-run very quickly.
So I guess this could be some sort of Covid-19 parallel thing, though why Egypt has anything to do with it is beyond me - subconscious thoughts of the plague maybe? Also, in no part of my conscious mind do I label a disease 'evil.' A virus does what most life forms do, it survives, sustains itself, reproduces. It is a lamentable thing when it brings us harm or grief, but that's not evil. Evil has intent. Also, I am always amused by the enemy from outer space, because to me there is no great danger from the outside. There's difference, there's that which we can't control, but I quite like the first and don't worry about the second. We're the adversary, not some alien or disease, not some cloven hoofed cartoon. So I am surprised that this imagery has arisen in this form. Of course, perhaps it's no surprise that it happened on 7/7 either, remembering London. Whatever else that complex symbol meant, its primary definition in my head must be inimical, malefic, enemy on the move warning stuff.
Or maybe the full moon just blasted my brains to cheese last night.