Dream Dream

The season is late winter, with snow still laying around waiting to melt, ice in some places, et cetera.

Walking out of a bar in my cowboy boots in the snow, making it difficult to walk, a female travel companion and I walk toward the park, where the sun is shining. We step into the mud and snow and it is an open field. a wild boar comes running up to me, curious, and then leaves.

My family and I are standing in the field when two large trucks let loose a pair of hummer-sized boars with no faces, tusks, or eyes. They possessed only a single gigantic snout for rooting, eating, and smelling. One comes up to me curiously. I was frightened for my life, but it only smelled me and was completely gentle. Then it signed and lay on the grass. My dad said, “That means it’s going to die. Don’t anybody touch it or else you’re not coming home.” I got the sense that he would have called a bus for us.

There was a picture book story of a number of different dead animals. First, it mentioned the boar-thing. Then it settled on the picture of an emaciated lion. “He has been here for months.” I got the sense that the fur was very well preserved for it being dead so long. There were a profusion of other things, such as an eagle being forcibly relieved of its beak..

Next there was an aquarium of bizarre things. Mostly it was bugs and sponge like things eating one another or combining in some way to cause each to die. For instance: a silverfish swims inside of a gelatinous, predatory tubule, which then rockets into the water out of fear and then turns from green and translucent to white and opaque, drifting down to rest, standing up, next to a number of different similarly rendered tubules. Also, there was a great deal of glowing matter around, which shone very brightly in the dark.