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Jun. 15th, 2008 05:48 pmIn my dream this morning I came home from the library with a book entitled "Jason and the Red Argonauts" (with a hyper-stylized cover, illustrated with wood-etchings), and had an argument with
theophile about it, where I was saying it was clearly radical, because it was all about The Golden Fleece quest as a communist endeavor, and he was saying that it was racist, as the term "red" was obviously an antiquated derogatory term for Native Americans.
This dream, possibly more than any other dream I have ever had, is a testament to the the Jungian theory where every character in your dream is an aspect of yourself.
This dream, possibly more than any other dream I have ever had, is a testament to the the Jungian theory where every character in your dream is an aspect of yourself.
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Date: 2008-06-16 01:37 pm (UTC)My dream last night was where my 20 year old paramour asked whether I told my husband about him. I said, yes, and he said, what was his reaction? I said, not really anything...but after we spoke he went into the kitchen and started sharpening his knives. That was me trying to be humorous in the dream and not reflective of dream reality, about the knives.
That book sounds like it needs to exist in real life. At least the cover.
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Date: 2008-06-16 04:00 pm (UTC)Their "boys will be boys" antics of the upper crust include fucking their way through a lesbian separatist colony, killing their hosts (and assassinating a sovereign) in a late night party, foolishly sailing through dangerous conditions, being seduced by nymphs, stealing underwear from a different militant lesbian separatist colony, sport hunting endangered bird species, domesticating fire-breathing cows, causing dissension in a rival monarch's army, seducing that monarch's daughter, stealing royal treasure, convincing the monarch's daughter to kill her brother and chop him into pieces, and then flee, music competitions, and using guile to have another monarch assassinated and again chopped into bits.
Medea sure was crazy.
I think it's probably a bit of anti-feminist propaganda.