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Last night I went to bed all tired and totally ready for sleep. Then I started thinking about Pendragon again, and about how at the party on Saturday I showed some people his garden. I used to show them his room and his cage, and I'd take him out and everyone would Ooooh and Aaaaah over how beautiful he was, and now I'm showing people where he's buried and the flowers over it, and that got me crying again. I really, really thought I was through with all this crying stuff. (Pat stayed a few minutes in his garden, actually. She put her hand on the ground for a while. Looking back, I think maybe she wanted to say something, but maybe she felt funny with me standing there.) So, I couldn't get to sleep for a while.
When I did fall asleep, I had such a freaked out dream, my second in a row. (The night before last I had a dream that someone was trying to bury a decomposing dead adult man in my back yard and I kept telling them that they had to take it elsewhere.) Last night, I dreamed about Pele.
It started out where I had to swim to Kilauea. It didn't take me that long, actually, so I'm not sure where I was swimming from. Come to think of it, I think I was on vacation in HI and I had to swim from one island to another. I knew there were sharks there, but fortunately the islands were pretty close together and I figured I'd try my luck. I swam to one that had a kind of amusement park ride on it, a boat ride that was very much like the boat ride in the original Willy Wonka movie. Then I swam back to Kilauea.
When I got there, I was looking at all the lava pouring into the water and boiling it and I was thinking, "I really have to go back there and see that, because I missed it last time." Never mind that in the dream I was there, I was still telling myself that I had never seen it and had to go back. So I pulled myself up onto this rocky shore (bear in mind, you really can't do such a thing,) and the lava was starting to flow towards me. Also, the tide was rising. I saw one woman who was standing on the rocks get her shoes burnt off by the lava, and I didn't know which way to go: further into the water, or closer to the lava. I remember thinking, "I'm either going to drown or burn."
Then someone gave me a hand out of the water and it was Pele. Holy crap, and she was beautiful. Her eyes were a weird shape, angled pretty much the way I love to draw eyes (although other people never seem to like it and are always telling me it's wrong,) and very big, and green. Weirdly, they were almost two dimensional, and I was thinking something like, "well, she can see so many of the dimensions that I'm only able to perceive her eyes as two dimensional." And the second thing I could tell was that she knew just about everything, so it would never be any use trying to tell her anything but the truth. Something about her reminded me of my high school French teacher (a kind of dignified bearing, I think,) she was huge--though not so much in size or shape--and her voice was kind of like the woman who sings that DDR song "El Ritmo Tropical" when she says "celebra carnivale!"
Then this random guy came along, and I guess he couldn't see Pele there, and he told me that she was going to destroy the entire world out of boredom. Pele was tired of the world and she thought it was time for it to go. I looked at her to see if it was true, and she just nodded. So I left, in search of a way to convince her not to do it. I ended up talking to Kamapua'a, because I remembered that after all of their fighting, they'd eventually been married for a while. He was sitting on some rocks and playing with a little French bulldog. I told him that maybe he could convince Pele not to destroy the earth and he said, "Sister, she's been done with me for years. She never listened to me anyway."
"But if she's bored," I said, "then imagine how bored she would be without any world at all! Just floating around in space!"
"Tell her that," he said.
So I went back to Pele and I told her that. She kept looking at me with those sharp eyes. Then she said (not with words, but I could still understand her,) that when she destroyed the world, she would be gone, too. And that was all right because there was nothing left for her.
"But so many people believe in you," I told her.
Then the little French bulldog came running over to her and her whole demeanor changed. She started playing with it and petting it, pretty much ignoring me. Then she seemed really happy.
"If you destroy the world," I said, "that little dog of yours gets destroyed, too." That got her attention, and I could see her thinking about if she really wanted to do it or not.
Then my alarm went off. I got out of bed really, really wanting to go back to the Big Island. Hawai'i really does call, you know?
When I got up to let the dogs out at 6:50 today, it was already 85 degrees. The temp right now, at 4:15 PM? One hundred degrees. (I took a picture of the thermometer.) The humidity? Easily 70%. And yes, I LOVE IT. I was outside playing with my dogs and watering the garden before. The dogs love it less. Haku is all right for a while, but he actually asks to come inside after a short romp, which is unlike him. My two black dogs just can't stay out for too long. Sano went right inside. Trisky rolled around in her favorite spot for a while, and came in when I called her. Then she decided to go back outside to throw up (which is a long process involving eating some grass first.) Then when she came back in, she stood in front of the fan, panting and wilting. I had to send her to my parents', where they have AC. Poor black Trisky!
I think it's time for me to start working on a new summer video. El Ritmo Tropical! ^_^
And happy Lammas / Lughnasadh to all my Pagan friends! Eat some CARBS, people. :D
When I did fall asleep, I had such a freaked out dream, my second in a row. (The night before last I had a dream that someone was trying to bury a decomposing dead adult man in my back yard and I kept telling them that they had to take it elsewhere.) Last night, I dreamed about Pele.
It started out where I had to swim to Kilauea. It didn't take me that long, actually, so I'm not sure where I was swimming from. Come to think of it, I think I was on vacation in HI and I had to swim from one island to another. I knew there were sharks there, but fortunately the islands were pretty close together and I figured I'd try my luck. I swam to one that had a kind of amusement park ride on it, a boat ride that was very much like the boat ride in the original Willy Wonka movie. Then I swam back to Kilauea.
When I got there, I was looking at all the lava pouring into the water and boiling it and I was thinking, "I really have to go back there and see that, because I missed it last time." Never mind that in the dream I was there, I was still telling myself that I had never seen it and had to go back. So I pulled myself up onto this rocky shore (bear in mind, you really can't do such a thing,) and the lava was starting to flow towards me. Also, the tide was rising. I saw one woman who was standing on the rocks get her shoes burnt off by the lava, and I didn't know which way to go: further into the water, or closer to the lava. I remember thinking, "I'm either going to drown or burn."
Then someone gave me a hand out of the water and it was Pele. Holy crap, and she was beautiful. Her eyes were a weird shape, angled pretty much the way I love to draw eyes (although other people never seem to like it and are always telling me it's wrong,) and very big, and green. Weirdly, they were almost two dimensional, and I was thinking something like, "well, she can see so many of the dimensions that I'm only able to perceive her eyes as two dimensional." And the second thing I could tell was that she knew just about everything, so it would never be any use trying to tell her anything but the truth. Something about her reminded me of my high school French teacher (a kind of dignified bearing, I think,) she was huge--though not so much in size or shape--and her voice was kind of like the woman who sings that DDR song "El Ritmo Tropical" when she says "celebra carnivale!"
Then this random guy came along, and I guess he couldn't see Pele there, and he told me that she was going to destroy the entire world out of boredom. Pele was tired of the world and she thought it was time for it to go. I looked at her to see if it was true, and she just nodded. So I left, in search of a way to convince her not to do it. I ended up talking to Kamapua'a, because I remembered that after all of their fighting, they'd eventually been married for a while. He was sitting on some rocks and playing with a little French bulldog. I told him that maybe he could convince Pele not to destroy the earth and he said, "Sister, she's been done with me for years. She never listened to me anyway."
"But if she's bored," I said, "then imagine how bored she would be without any world at all! Just floating around in space!"
"Tell her that," he said.
So I went back to Pele and I told her that. She kept looking at me with those sharp eyes. Then she said (not with words, but I could still understand her,) that when she destroyed the world, she would be gone, too. And that was all right because there was nothing left for her.
"But so many people believe in you," I told her.
Then the little French bulldog came running over to her and her whole demeanor changed. She started playing with it and petting it, pretty much ignoring me. Then she seemed really happy.
"If you destroy the world," I said, "that little dog of yours gets destroyed, too." That got her attention, and I could see her thinking about if she really wanted to do it or not.
Then my alarm went off. I got out of bed really, really wanting to go back to the Big Island. Hawai'i really does call, you know?
When I got up to let the dogs out at 6:50 today, it was already 85 degrees. The temp right now, at 4:15 PM? One hundred degrees. (I took a picture of the thermometer.) The humidity? Easily 70%. And yes, I LOVE IT. I was outside playing with my dogs and watering the garden before. The dogs love it less. Haku is all right for a while, but he actually asks to come inside after a short romp, which is unlike him. My two black dogs just can't stay out for too long. Sano went right inside. Trisky rolled around in her favorite spot for a while, and came in when I called her. Then she decided to go back outside to throw up (which is a long process involving eating some grass first.) Then when she came back in, she stood in front of the fan, panting and wilting. I had to send her to my parents', where they have AC. Poor black Trisky!
I think it's time for me to start working on a new summer video. El Ritmo Tropical! ^_^
And happy Lammas / Lughnasadh to all my Pagan friends! Eat some CARBS, people. :D
