rambunctious flux dreams of late have had a decidedly symbolic imagery. maybe it's that i've been thinking about the full horoscope report that a friend's mother made for me, that i haven't had a chance to read yet. big symbols. she misread it at first, for a birth time of 6:08 pm instead of 8:06. pluto was everywhere. what a mess. makes me wonder what would have happened if i'd actually gone down the crowley or traditional kabbalistic path. in the dreams, certain sorts of associations stand out profoundly, i wake up most mornings with a new pun on the tip of my tongue. i haven't had the chance to write them down, though, as i run off to work or class. at one dream i was at an enormous party. in retrospect, the landscape was that of my old jewish elementary/middle school, but the atmosphere was all bladerunner, eternal nighttime after the apocalypse. mad max or escape from l.a. style cavorting, bonfires in the shells of cars, rough men and loose women. a flash of lightning in the otherwise uniformly black_brown sky. no thunderclap. the only colors are blacks, browns, greys, and the red and yellow of the fire. (do you know, i almost never see shadows in my dreams? i almost never notice them in the daylight, either, it seems). i say something offhand to an angry looking biker. he calls back over his shoulder, an insult of some sort. i tear it apart, and him. we exchange interjections for a while, and i storm off. i decide we (we?) need to leave. christ is driving (not jesus, moonshine from blather blue), another male in the back seat. i need to find my clothes (i was naked?), pants are a problem. i'm fuming, fumbling with them, finally get them on. we get in the car and drive out. we get out to the highway, and are in northern california, along the 101. hilly farmland. verdant green, a stark contrast to the event which we just left. i see a tractor pulled over on the side of the highway, cop talking to the farmer driving it. he got caught by an unusual law in these parts. apparently, they only let you have a tractor on the road here is if it is being towed by something else, or if you are driving west in the spring, or east in the autumn. he was driving south. 050520 what's it to you? who go blather from