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Dream Log: Of Lachrymose Mice
My subconscious is an extraordinary thing at times. I sometimes have exceedingly cinematic dreams.
Such as the one yesterday where I was in a very old fashioned library with big heavy books in dark oak shelves and there are these spiders. BIG spiders with upward curving bodies in bright colors like pink and ghostly white. They are, of course, terrifying because spiders the size of a Stephen King paperback novel with slightly odd accordion folded abdomens are going to be scary no matter how pretty the colors and non-aggressive they are being.
But I wondered why they were not being more angrily spider like so then there were the tiny Lachrymose Mice, who's tears make everything friendly. Long limbs and big sad eyes and even aggressive centipedes become kindly disposed when exposed and I found when I experimented. I was still nervous, though, when I was waking up because I did not know how long the effects would last.
Such as the one yesterday where I was in a very old fashioned library with big heavy books in dark oak shelves and there are these spiders. BIG spiders with upward curving bodies in bright colors like pink and ghostly white. They are, of course, terrifying because spiders the size of a Stephen King paperback novel with slightly odd accordion folded abdomens are going to be scary no matter how pretty the colors and non-aggressive they are being.
But I wondered why they were not being more angrily spider like so then there were the tiny Lachrymose Mice, who's tears make everything friendly. Long limbs and big sad eyes and even aggressive centipedes become kindly disposed when exposed and I found when I experimented. I was still nervous, though, when I was waking up because I did not know how long the effects would last.