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May. 18th, 2012 01:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cremainsOn Tuesday night, nightmares:
I dreamt that I woke up in the morning and began getting dressed, but something was in my throat. I coughed, and a partly-dissolved birth control pill came out. I choked again and began vomiting a massive amount of the pills. I knew I had been force-fed them but had no memory of that or the entire previous night. I stumbled out into the street and tried to make my way down through it, and it was filled with men, only men. I knew they had done nameless and vague but horrible things to me and I tried to strike them as I passed. Then I saw a kid I work with, a difficult two-year-old, grown up but still with the same pale skin and long, golden hair. "Ilai, why didn't you protect me?" I demanded. He answered in his current raspy demon-voice, "I sorry, Yonah, I was scared." ("I sorry" is super Ilai-diction) I was furious and full of despair.
In the second dream of the night, Israel and Iran were just beginning nuclear war. I was being evacuated the next morning, and wandered through Independence Park in Jerusalem, which in the dream was even larger, with huge oak trees instead of olives and dates, and the running water was real, not from fountains. Helicopters were coming down from the sky. People could only meet in secret at night at the top of dark clock towers.
These made it a dream fast day. Then, on Wednesday night:
I dreamt I was wandering through a forest at twilight, and found on the ground qulmusim made of white feathers. At the tips as they had been scraped with the knife, the feathers had hardened, smoothened, and condensed to be the consistency of alabaster, slightly translucent. Some of the feathers were twisted and the nibs seemed malformed, but a sofer I know appeared and told me they were all usable, and made from a very good species of bird. He pointed up into the trees and showed me three owl-like birds, white and fuzzy, with grey heads. The stars came out.
I dreamt that I woke up in the morning and began getting dressed, but something was in my throat. I coughed, and a partly-dissolved birth control pill came out. I choked again and began vomiting a massive amount of the pills. I knew I had been force-fed them but had no memory of that or the entire previous night. I stumbled out into the street and tried to make my way down through it, and it was filled with men, only men. I knew they had done nameless and vague but horrible things to me and I tried to strike them as I passed. Then I saw a kid I work with, a difficult two-year-old, grown up but still with the same pale skin and long, golden hair. "Ilai, why didn't you protect me?" I demanded. He answered in his current raspy demon-voice, "I sorry, Yonah, I was scared." ("I sorry" is super Ilai-diction) I was furious and full of despair.
In the second dream of the night, Israel and Iran were just beginning nuclear war. I was being evacuated the next morning, and wandered through Independence Park in Jerusalem, which in the dream was even larger, with huge oak trees instead of olives and dates, and the running water was real, not from fountains. Helicopters were coming down from the sky. People could only meet in secret at night at the top of dark clock towers.
These made it a dream fast day. Then, on Wednesday night:
I dreamt I was wandering through a forest at twilight, and found on the ground qulmusim made of white feathers. At the tips as they had been scraped with the knife, the feathers had hardened, smoothened, and condensed to be the consistency of alabaster, slightly translucent. Some of the feathers were twisted and the nibs seemed malformed, but a sofer I know appeared and told me they were all usable, and made from a very good species of bird. He pointed up into the trees and showed me three owl-like birds, white and fuzzy, with grey heads. The stars came out.
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Date: 2012-05-19 05:27 pm (UTC)