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      Parental Melancholy 5.3.08

      Deep melancholy.
      Father, mother... dead.
      First father, then mother.
      Sad and depressed,
      I read memories and travel to them.
      These feelings I expected,
      when facing death.
      Oh! Friends comfort, yes,
      Friends comfort me.
      My parents are gone-- now it's just me.
      They disappeared!
      --What!?
      Mother!? Father!?
      Away for a day, only?
      Not dead?
      Joy! Joy! Joy!

      Reflections: As I move away from the "nest" of my mother and father, I may be experiencing a metaphorical death of the two as absolute caretakers. They have raised me, they have fed me all of the days, and they have given support on my path (and continue to do so, indeed). However, it is important that I now establish myself as an individual. In the dream, my parents disappeared (died) and then were revived, as if they had only been gone for a day. I was fearful.
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      Greg 5.8.08

      Greg in gray room.
      Collapse on his bed for comfort.
      He lays his head on my low leg.
      Unity and friendship.

      Yellow and Gray 5.10.08

      Industrial factory-- I am a worker.
      I tend machines that spray corrosive yellow liquid all over.
      The liquid looks like paint and it eats at the skin when touched. I'm with a crew, so we switch off in taking care of the machine.
      Dangerous.
      Two succubi-like women sit on top of a large, metal shipping crate. One woman holds the machine and sprays the yellow all over the other as the other screams for mercy.

      Little Drums 5.11.08

      Little drums play,
      all four.
      Two small and two smaller.
      Practice, practice, practice.

      Insatiable 5.16.08

      Cream puff of insatiability.
      Eat it and I am hungry, hungrier.
      Sweet, sure it is--
      but filling, it is not.
      The cream is what I've eaten.
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