This entry and all others from 1996-97 are part of my dream project which extended from August 1996-97. I kept track of my dreams for an entire year by recording them to audiocassette and illustrating what parts I could in composition books. I ended up with over 70 ninety-minute cassettes and four composition books detailing my dreams.
The written transcription is from a much later date than 1996-97 but is almost word-for-word, with some slight corrections and omissions. This typed transcription is not 100% faithful to the original verbal account, as it allows for slight modifications, additions, omissions, and corrections. There are new separations between paragraphs and dreams are separated into different entries at approximately the right places. In addition, segments of dreams MAY be transposed/moved/added to other sections as I see fit. Aside from these modifications, these dreams are detailed exactly as I had them over six years ago.
I was at home with my brother, Eric, and he had found my megaphone. He went up onto the roof, which you could now walk on--it was flat with railings along the sides--and yelled weird things at me through the megaphone. It wasn't very loud, so I was going to yell back at him, "TURN IT UP!!" but I didn't because I was busy looking around.
I had been looking at some kind of New Age or medicinal book which said something about the lark tongue, how it had some kind of healing properties or some such. There was some kind of fable that the lark was supposed to have five tongues, or a five-tipped tongue. So I was looking for things related to this. I'd been looking at these books, and now I found a nest full of eggs! "Oh, wow!" I thought. They were blue and speckled, but I knew they were robin eggs. I picked up this nest and walked around with it...and then I found a really big, huge, WHOPPING eggshell--this thing was bigger than an ostrich egg, bigger than a basketball--it was huge! But it was the same color as the smaller eggs in the nest. Those ones were probably about two inches long. It was a really deep nest.
I picked up this eggshell and looked inside it. There was a little tiny hole in it that wouldn't have been big enough for whatever had been inside to get out, but the egg was empty. I thought, "Wow, it must've really squeezed itself through that hole!"
I walked around with this nest and this eggshell and went looking for other things. Eric was still on the roof yelling. I walked over toward the right side of the garage, on the south side, now looking for flowers and such. The trees had white flowers on them and it felt like I was walking through some kind of arbor. There were all these white leaves around me. I looked past these, and there were some yellow flowers. They were pretty but they didn't go with anything. Then I saw these white flowers out back, almost near where the big rock is, and thought, "Oo, what are those?"...but when I got to them, they were kind of like bushes or trees, and they had these weird red berries on them. In my dream I smelled the berries, and they looked familiar; I don't know about the smell, but what the look reminded me of was pomegranate seeds. I didn't eat any though because I didn't know what they were--even in a dream I'm not going to eat poison berries! So I started shaking the tree because some of them had been falling off; they were growing on it really oddly, like they were part of the stems, kind of teardrop shaped, just growing out of the tree--seemingly not separate from it, but rather extensions of it. I shook the trees and the berries were falling off and showering onto the ground.
My alarm clock didn't wake me from this dream; perhaps a little noise outside did. Maybe that was how it really ended.
Available illustrations:
* The "big egg" (maybe over a foot long). Bird nest. Fruit bush (only looked more "branchy"). close up of "berries." [up arrow] real size. (pomegranate red)
