I have had a lot of vivid dreams recently, and this is one
of them.
The dream starts off in a small town. I don’t quite
recognise the town, but it is very neat and orderly. At first I think we must
be in Europe, with tidy streets and pockets of gardens. After a while I start
to get this sense of déjà vu – there is another dream that I have had in the
past which took place in this very town. Somehow the flowers and the statues
are the same. I think that place was in Newfoundland or somewhere equally cold
in Canadia.
The Doofus Trio are wandering the streets of this town
together. We don’t have our instruments but we must be at some sort of musical
meetup. We see a big church and decide to go inside.
It is dark and musty inside, the air bordering on damp. We
can smell food being cooked over charcoal, that profound earthy smell that
comes with that type of primitive grilling. All around there are central Asian
appearing people, fanning their meat skewers perched on tiny grills.
I wonder why they don’t centralise the grilling process.
Wouldn’t it make more sense to have one giant fire instead of so many small
ones?
Doof draws our attention to a beautiful façade, the details
of which are difficult to make out in the dim light. Amongst the gargoyles and
angels, it feels like we are in Europe again – is there any building this
old in Canadia?
He is trying to take a picture of the most beautiful arch in
the church, positioning pengy underneath it. It’s hard to get the entire arch
into the frame of his picture, and pengy keeps falling. When he finally takes
the picture we realise that some of the ornamental detail actually comes from
bean sprouts, meticulously laid out individually on the wall.
Why are there bean
sprouts in a church?
We exit the church back into the light, but the light has
faded dramatically since we entered the church and I wonder if we have lost
time in some sort of time warp.
I am holding pengy and wondering why my hands are a bit
sticky – it’s because pengy’s seams have somehow burst while we were inside the
church, and I am covered in the beads that are inside pengy. Em says that she
has a sewing kit and that she’s going to repair pengy.
Beans, and bean
sprouts? What is the meaning of this? I wonder and wake up.
