Well, that's the notes I put on the post it notes...and I can recall some of these four...
I'm on a motorcycle, a two fifty or so, not a big motorcycle, and I've never had a motorcycle, so this is unusual, and I'm going along fine, not fast, in spite of my inexperience. The scenes of the road pass by, city and suburbs, and then the road sorta disappears slowly, leaving me a smaller and smaller right shoulder to ride on, until it is just the width of the curb gutter. I think I'm going to crash, but keep my balance, and stay upright....
I'm playing a game or something in a house, being chased, by maybe a horde character, whose gender shifts, and settles on being a woman, and I'm hiding in one room, and they are looking for me in another, where there is a piano, and in the polished wood of the piano, I can see them....they go to a far door to the room I'm in, to my left, and I drag the piano through the door to my right, and roll it in front of me sideways, thinking, I guess, to block the horde character...
I'm in a car, trapped and surrounded by impoverished horde characters, in like a parking garage....an alliance character hops in the car, and helps me escape, sorta...I'm walking down stairs crowded with the horde characters...at the bottom is a restaurant door,..it's before dawn...we are all hungry, and I know the restaurant will let me in, I'm with the alliance, but surrounded with the hungry horde characters is a problem...the horde carry old bed springs...and I find bed springs to carry under my arm, a disguise as I go to the door so the horde will not notice me...hopefully, I'll be admitted for breakfast, but understand the restaurant is afraid of the horde characters....
I'm viewing, and hearing, a new huge building being constructed to my right...like I'm on a hillside of a hillside city...part of the building is finished, its facade is white, with maybe a name logo...and I hear riveting, the kind for iron girder work..most of the building isn't finished;;.'there are four thousand riveters', it is explained....below the city is a bay, and I look across the bay at another city's skyline....the buildings there are in mist, and back lit by the sun rising....
I want to say the cities are Oakland and San Francisco!...but the sun will have had to be rising in the south, I think....this dream, and the station wagon dream, seem to come from the folk out of work mess...but I dunno...anyway...one has reservations reporting one's dreams, but, here's a kinda account that it may be the thing to do!...let me back up to the Black Demeter...I found this in Robert Graves' Greek Myths...Graves wrote up the Greek Myths, in style very like wiki does, but this long before the web...much of what Graves wrote seems to anticipate the web...in essence, he was a blogger!...anyway...oh...he may well have had a take on dreams that he kept to himself, and doles out bits and pieces in his works...one example is an out of body experience he relates from one of his world war one woundings....in trying to find things out about dreams in books and such, one runs into the secretive...anyway, a quote from the Myths..
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But the ancient seated statue of mare headed Demeter at Phygia held a dove in one hand, and a dolphin in the other, and, as Pausania directly says: 'Why the image was made was plain to anyone of ordinary intelligence who has studied mythology.' He means that she presided over the horse cult, the dove cult, and the dolphin cult.
Greek Myths, Graves
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I would like to think I have ordinary intelligence, and skills, but I readily admit to not possessing anything like professional level things, I mean, I didn't have a career as a baseball player....but I have spent hours and hours in the batting cage, and hours and hours pouring over Graves' Greek Myths, among other things...and I cant arrive at the simple declaration that the statue is a simple portrayal of cults, kinda like a football cheerleader with a horse's head, and dolphin in one hand, and raven in the other...Denver, Miami, and Baltimore....
But old Asian religious statues are full of such figures holding things, more often symbolic things of the life of Buddha or someone..but then, these may have derived from earlier statues not unlike the Demeter..so, I get not far in this....
But today I thought on cults...'if I web search old cults...' and while watching tv show, bones, there's a scene with conversation about the matrilineal Iroquois Indians, and the split between patriarchies, the fbi guy. and matriarchies, bones, is happening over a coffee shop table, and right out of Graves!...so I web searched that....more on that tomorrow..it deserves it's own page!!
Clans may be the word....an alternate for 'cults'....that one should consider....tomorrowmorrow!!
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