There could be many things cloaked by a snakeskin –
A wobbling thought weaving through tall grass,
Or a spine shattering dread hissing
And twisting it’s way up your neck,
Or a wrist worming it’s way around your waist
With fingers walking where they aren’t welcome.
Echoed thoughts in a deep dream, speak
Of splendour in a mirrored world mind –
At the close of day, and the dawn of sleep.
I awoke without thought,
Just blank in my head
And a dream still hauntingly
Hung by a thread,
Unravelling a deepening
Hole in my chest.
the sun rises as soon as it sets, did time skip
or did the sky forget to turn blue?
sometimes leaves forget to crunch when they’re stepped on
and silence is as disturbing as a ceaseless sound,
there’s a pounding in my ear that’s both muffled and loud.
This is the story behind a small animation I made for an assignment; the idea behind it and how it came to be, and how I came to see it as a 30 second dream.
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Maybe our dreams are more voices in our heads than we think.
Louder than we hear,
Until we choose to listen.
I have not yet learned to notice
How time jumps
Or how the clocks don’t tick
Have you ever noticed how most people in dreams don’t have faces?
Read MoreLast night while my eyes were closed, I turned into a mermaid. It all started on a fairly regular day when my family and I decided we wanted to try out a new place to eat, specifically to try the breakfast sandwich on their menu. It had a name I don’t remember, but there was…
Read MoreBefore I begin let me just say that dreams are like one of my favourite things. I find dreaming to be one of the most fascinating concepts that exists. I wanted to share some experiences that I found to be interesting and I just want to say that this almost ended up turning into a…
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Lauren Kathleen 