"The best answer I've gotten yet out of this is from Don Delillo's "Underworld", where the nun discovers that when you die you become your website." --Terrence McKenna
Monday, July 30, 2007
Dream 4
In this dream, there were hundreds of stray kittens and puppies on the sidewalk outside of a shop. All of them were very small, just old enough to be away from their mothers, and very cute. I picked up a black and white fluffy kitten, then a bulldog puppy, then another puppy of a breed I didn't recognize. But every time I tried to bring one inside the shop, my friend T. would tell me to take it back outside. He explained that no matter how cute they looked, they were diseased and full of dangerous parasites. The animals looked healthy to me, but he swore that I would get sick from them or that they would become dangerous and/or sick (rabid?). Each time I would reluctantly take the animal outside and bring in a new one, but he always said the same thing.
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