Sunday, October 19, 2003
My dreams sometimes have a coherent plot to them, and last night’s was great, incorporating Busaras and the P45 site reworked as the submarine thing from The Matrix. Problems with the site were represented by leaking pipes on board the craft, and there was a guy there fixing them.
Also featuring was Irish Times tech journo Karlin Lillington, who turned up to tell me to read some articles she’d written for defunct web developers Nua (my ex-employers). The articles were interviews with twins who had pursued very different paths in life, some conservative, some more adventurous.
At the conclusion of the dream, people gathered round to see me interpret a simple bit of code on a piece of paper. The message was of great importance, somehow, and it said simply, ‘I MUST WRITE ME’.
Weird, and fruitful ground for some funky interpretation. I’m taking heart from it, seeing it as a bit of advice from my subconscious to be the twin who does the interesting work, and commit myself to the writing.
But Bus as Larry Fishburne was a image I’ll not forget, either.
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