Gamma-Ray Productions
Dream Sequence
It looks kind of like one, with the edges a bit faded.
This weekend was a terrible one for dreams. On Saturday morning I dreamed of cooking rice, then after adding soy sauce, I'd put it in a pot to burn it. Then for some reason I added milk, which promptly curdled within the rice. I still ate it in my dream, noting it tasted a bit like the soap I use in the shower.
Synesthetically, the soap I do use makes me think of rice, and I hate the smell of it.
Also, I was sad that a girl I knew, one who shows up in my head during a song, was moving to Manitoba.
I write this because it has largely to do with Flickr. Here's this morning:
This morning, between 7am and 10, I ended up having one of those dreams that make me wake up feeling frustrated, sad, and annoyed and diminutive of myself. There were tidbits of me sitting on Meadowlands - on the entire road, blown up - sort of camping there at the top of the hill near the two apartment buildings (the Horizon House and Minto's Y-shaped towers). I would always worry about bus fare back to Barrhaven. Another tidbit was of me getting on the 675 at Merivale H.S., even though I knew I couldn't go near there. Then the second time I did it the bus pulled away and I shrugged and went back to the intersection, to find my friend Catie bouncing a basketball. We shared our problems and sorted them out together while bouncing that ball and I went to stand in front of Harvey's.
The worst was Flickr, actually. I had this thing, in reality, where I was doubting continuing on here due to lack of anyone's interest. I looked at a former friend's photostream in the dream and it said they hat 9,258 hits. On mine it said 40. Feeling ignored, I uploaded a symbolic photo talking about that, and then that old friend e-mailed me telling me in surprise at my doubts and told me to continue and to look at their photos. I ended up finding a baby picture, something I tend to upload here in reality (not baby photos but scanned ones of my old childhood) as well as a short video of them playing acoustic guitar, with bass, drums, and a string section for backup and accompaniment. They played really well, which made me feel even more redundant.
The rest of my dream was of me trying to figure out how to produce a photo that detailed elements and real photos of places I'd been in my dream. My profile page had panoramas of my backyard at night. It ended with me watching SpongeBob SquarePants (I don't watch the show in reality) as he's telling me to take a frame out of the show in order to "get it up to Canada."
Elements of synesthesia, Lost my old friend Fred, and my other friend on here showed up in my dream. My drums didn't show up, ironically. This photo was taken from my film SLR for photography last year.
I think it's important to note that I woke up expecting these things - that girl I know actually moving to Manitoba, and to find those pictures/video my old friend had uploaded to their photostream. As I write this now, I can safely say that's not true - but is it? Is the dream a premonition? Will I find photos like that, will they read this and think it's a good idea? I don't know...
Dream Sequence
It looks kind of like one, with the edges a bit faded.
This weekend was a terrible one for dreams. On Saturday morning I dreamed of cooking rice, then after adding soy sauce, I'd put it in a pot to burn it. Then for some reason I added milk, which promptly curdled within the rice. I still ate it in my dream, noting it tasted a bit like the soap I use in the shower.
Synesthetically, the soap I do use makes me think of rice, and I hate the smell of it.
Also, I was sad that a girl I knew, one who shows up in my head during a song, was moving to Manitoba.
I write this because it has largely to do with Flickr. Here's this morning:
This morning, between 7am and 10, I ended up having one of those dreams that make me wake up feeling frustrated, sad, and annoyed and diminutive of myself. There were tidbits of me sitting on Meadowlands - on the entire road, blown up - sort of camping there at the top of the hill near the two apartment buildings (the Horizon House and Minto's Y-shaped towers). I would always worry about bus fare back to Barrhaven. Another tidbit was of me getting on the 675 at Merivale H.S., even though I knew I couldn't go near there. Then the second time I did it the bus pulled away and I shrugged and went back to the intersection, to find my friend Catie bouncing a basketball. We shared our problems and sorted them out together while bouncing that ball and I went to stand in front of Harvey's.
The worst was Flickr, actually. I had this thing, in reality, where I was doubting continuing on here due to lack of anyone's interest. I looked at a former friend's photostream in the dream and it said they hat 9,258 hits. On mine it said 40. Feeling ignored, I uploaded a symbolic photo talking about that, and then that old friend e-mailed me telling me in surprise at my doubts and told me to continue and to look at their photos. I ended up finding a baby picture, something I tend to upload here in reality (not baby photos but scanned ones of my old childhood) as well as a short video of them playing acoustic guitar, with bass, drums, and a string section for backup and accompaniment. They played really well, which made me feel even more redundant.
The rest of my dream was of me trying to figure out how to produce a photo that detailed elements and real photos of places I'd been in my dream. My profile page had panoramas of my backyard at night. It ended with me watching SpongeBob SquarePants (I don't watch the show in reality) as he's telling me to take a frame out of the show in order to "get it up to Canada."
Elements of synesthesia, Lost my old friend Fred, and my other friend on here showed up in my dream. My drums didn't show up, ironically. This photo was taken from my film SLR for photography last year.
I think it's important to note that I woke up expecting these things - that girl I know actually moving to Manitoba, and to find those pictures/video my old friend had uploaded to their photostream. As I write this now, I can safely say that's not true - but is it? Is the dream a premonition? Will I find photos like that, will they read this and think it's a good idea? I don't know...