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r_scribbles) wrote2007-05-20 11:41 pm
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X marks the spot
Another Lost dream this morning, BTW...
There is a certain spot on the island - on the shore, a foot or so under sea water, physically marked with an X. Somebody treads on it deliberately and the spot opens up into a yawning chasm. Everybody either falls or jumps into it, they fall about the height of two storeys and have a soft landing... on the island again. They can still see 'the island' in the sky above the hole as well, but this island beneath it is exactly the same as the other island, only those who have died so far are alive again. One of the previously dead Losties (confusingly being played by Stephen Mangan) turns up apologising for coming back, but he just had to take the opportunity...
I also had a dream about Dad, and about my Niany. It was Uncle J who had died instead of Dad, and Dad was worried that he was going to be next. It was somebody's birthday. The old house I grew up in was back (it often is in my dreams about Dad) but had been completely changed - extended to beyond recognition. There was travel in the dream, but not the usual train, bus or aeroplane journey. There was a car, and a dark road. I was lost on the road, and out of control. Hmm.
There is a certain spot on the island - on the shore, a foot or so under sea water, physically marked with an X. Somebody treads on it deliberately and the spot opens up into a yawning chasm. Everybody either falls or jumps into it, they fall about the height of two storeys and have a soft landing... on the island again. They can still see 'the island' in the sky above the hole as well, but this island beneath it is exactly the same as the other island, only those who have died so far are alive again. One of the previously dead Losties (confusingly being played by Stephen Mangan) turns up apologising for coming back, but he just had to take the opportunity...
I also had a dream about Dad, and about my Niany. It was Uncle J who had died instead of Dad, and Dad was worried that he was going to be next. It was somebody's birthday. The old house I grew up in was back (it often is in my dreams about Dad) but had been completely changed - extended to beyond recognition. There was travel in the dream, but not the usual train, bus or aeroplane journey. There was a car, and a dark road. I was lost on the road, and out of control. Hmm.