> > Ya, so my dream where I was a character in a book, staked to the ground, narrating, > > aloud, in real time, as a hawk reached down my throat and ripped it apart from the > > inside with its "claws" (not talons for some reason)? I'm not going to analyze any > of > > that. > > Being staked to the ground (something is holding you down, keeping you from > progressing), you're using your voice, your ability to communicate. A hawk (something > that can soar, fly, and has freedom) is taking your voice...? Or perhaps taking your > strongest aspect, ability, or quality.
Aha! That's it! It's Obama! Kidding. Probably. > Things to ask yourself (if you feel they would apply): Are you the main or a > secondary character in this book? > What would (or what do you imagine) the plot of this book be? > ...Investigate the stakes. Who put them there? What are they made of?... > Even the ground you were on. Was the ground hurt to have been impaled with stakes? Or > the hawk... Was it hungry, or did it need to feed the youngins? How do you know it > wasn't trying to stop you from saying something that would've had a bad consequence?
LOL. I could have gone through the whole (brief) sequence, but decided to sum it up in one sentence, as it wasn't much longer than that. Never saw the ground, or stakes; the hawk was brought by the male person (no other detail) who had walked away and came back with it and a vulture (unseen, presumed the kind I generally see around here) that had no other role than being there.
No visuals, really, and just a few very short paragraphs. Trying to add anything to that would involve my conscious mind inventing details that were not part of the dream.
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