Strange dreams

[gement]

As usual, saying I missed having dreams brought one to the surface.

Um, wow. I just realized my sisters might read this. Heheh. Probably time to make a filter for them. Shoo, kids. I am pure and innocent. Yeah.

"Sometimes I think about two girls doing a spell together... and then I go and do a spell myself." -- Xander, "Restless"

I dreamed I was spending the day alone at mortalcity's apartment, which I really have done before. She has a snake, a beautiful long ball python who can be very friendly.

I find Olivia (the snake) very erotic, not because she's "from the jungle" or because she's a phallic symbol, but because she's intensely present. She's a couple yards of very strong, beautifully textured muscle, and I can feel her whole body work when she moves. She warms to body heat when she's been curled up on a person for a while, and then she's much more active. She requires my full attention when I'm handling her, and she makes me very aware of sensation, because she thinks only in sensation, so I have to think that way to avoid startling her.

(And no, I have never done the naughty with a snake. It's not good for either you or the snake. Mostly the snake.)

So, there I was, sitting in the apartment, Olivia coiled across my shoulder. I was a little bored with sitting by myself, and mortalcity was visiting her mother, so I called saintammie on the phone.

I'd like to point out that I've never done this before in my life and haven't seen her in over a year. My only strong association with her is that my Changeling character used to be head over heels in adoration with her, so this is technically another female romantic lead. We were talking perfectly comfortably. She had a snake too.

I travelled over the phone line so we could talk face to face, which was better, because then she could show me her snake. It was in a cage, a tiny snake that I am sure was very poisonous. The cage had widely spaced bars and was apparently just for show. The snake crawled right out and onto one of our hands; I don't get much sensation in dreams, so I can't remember if it was my hand or hers. It didn't matter. We were both very comfortable with it.

I tried to call mortalcity from there, but the phone was somehow blurring her words. They weren't distorted as much as fuzzed just outside of comprehension, so I couldn't figure out a word she was saying. So I went off to find her in person; she was sitting poolside with her mother. It turns out she (mortalcity) had just published an instructive booklet on female masturbation. Anyone who knows this woman will not be surprised.

The booklet was quite detailed, and talked about how to get past the problem of having learned to get yourself off with one certain hand one certain way, so I was quite interested to read it. There was some very complicated "fingers of the left hand and heel of the right palm" technique that I really wanted to figure out, but her mother was right there, so it didn't seem like the time.

I settled for kissing her hello on the cheek, and wondering if it would spook her mom. But if a kiss on the cheek spooked her mom, I figured we were all doomed. I also worried about getting her sick, because I was coming down with something. (This is because I was sleeping in a room to which I have an allergic reaction, and probably is not symbolic of anything more.)

Anyone have any comments on this that aren't completely Freudian? Aw hell, go ahead and give me the Freudian ones too. The whole dream felt like "sex sex sex sex... no, it's not the time. It's not a bad thing, it's just not the time. Hard to get in touch with each other, people in the way." In the dream it seemed natural, but I'm getting rather frustrated with Just Not The Time.

Comments

[shadowblue.livejournal.com]

Maybe, although it's obvious: it's a warning to not let not-being-the-time become natural and acceptable. :)

[morinon.livejournal.com]

Indeed. A very interesting dream there.

[randomdreams.livejournal.com]

I think frustrated sex dreams pretty clearly indicate frustrated BRAIN.

And can I laugh myself sick about the 'pure and innocent' part?

[gement.livejournal.com]

Feel free, smart-ass.

By the way, because digitalis made me think of it, I looked at this post to see how I felt about various people seeing it. Such as the sisters mentioned at top.

And I realize I really don't care if they see it or not, hence the lack of filter when I could have just made it friends-only. It was more important to me to make it part of my public personal snapshot than to possibly spare my family a little discomfort.

Mostly I just warned them so they could avoid clicking themselves if they wanted to.

So then I raise the question, why was it important to me that this post be part of my public profile? And the answer has nothing to do with freedom of information and everything to do with the fact that I'm a FLAMING EXHIBITIONIST, and I assume that other people add journals the way I do, by seeing if the public posts are interesting. And I want more people to want to read me, because I'm a big ol' attention whore.

[passionandsoul.livejournal.com]

So where do I get a copy of this book I've written I'd like to know... having more variety in my masturbation techniques would be nice...

My vote- you miss connection with the outside world and long for the possibility to live a life that steps outside comfort zones and yet has a cge that you can retreat back into even if the bars are superficial. That there is a sense of uncertainty with where certain relationships lie, and the concept of "outness" is still on your mind with your sexuality. That miscommunication or lack there of is of major import.

My vote- I miss you and we need to talk more often.

[gement.livejournal.com]

My vote- the same. And I agree with your interpretation. I accidentally went several *months* without mentioning the nature of our relationship to my dad's new wife, just because I don't talk about it a lot here in the heart of Smalltown USA.

Are you feeling better? Has the heat broken there yet? Is there a good time to call? I should be home both this evening and the next after 5:15...

I'll tell you what, you create a distraction and I'll sneak into the Library of Dreams and find a copy of the handbook for you. Of course, the proprietor might give me a sound telling-off, but that could be very sexy, so I'll risk it.

[passionandsoul.livejournal.com]

doh, just got this message at 11:30pm! I hope to find some time later this week...