Sunday, August 07, 2005

I Dream Of Hamsters

I dreamed that I was going to have to share my living quarters with hamsters. They seemed very large to me at first, but that was I realised because I was VERY CLOSE UP. Do you ever dream in close up? I sometimes do.

[I wonder how much films have shaped our dreams. I remember that when I was young with a black and white TV, I dreamed in black and white. I can distinctly remember my first "colour" dream.]

As I was calmly, unrealistically considering a life alongside dozens of caged hamsters, I turned around and said to whoever [someone with whom I was intimately connected. I can't recall who they were - it was my significant other, a friend or some close family member]

"Thank God I like hamsters."

In that dream-like not-quite corpereal way in which you THINK the words and without jaw movement, the words seemed to resonate in the space... in the room I was in, which was a biggish Edwardian house... full of cages... they were heard by the people I was with - although it was not exactly EARS that were hearing, me being asleep, it was more a sense of minds, hearts... a sense of other personalities which exist outside of waking consciousness being with me... it was a very dreamlike dream, if you know what I mean...

I can't say that I really do like hamsters, though I possibly could put up with them if I had to. I used to have a pet hamster called Keirkegaard when I was twelve years old. Don't get me wrong though, I can't say I was blessed with the most classical education - I learned about Keirkegaard from Monty Python records.

From the same Cambridge Footlights-style sketch I also learned a drinking song about philosophers which has the final couplet,

"There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach yer 'bout the raising of the wrist
Socrates himself was permanently pissed."


I think it was written by Eric Idle, the lovely Rutle.

Can you see the resemblance?

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1 Comments:

At 12:42 AM, Blogger deryke quoth...

my favorite rutle was stig!

i learned about half of what i know from the flying circus. thats why i dont hang out with any bruces. well .. anyways i have bloged in your general direction.

 

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