(Maybe I should start a dream journal, & keep all my ramblings in one place?)
I had a very intense dream last night - I was present at the rehearsal of a very atonal piece of music for baritone & piano; the elderly & very famous singer (whom I shan't name) was annoyed with the equally great pianist (also better remain anonymous) & sat down at the keyboard to demonstrate the how he wanted the piece performed. I was a spectator, standing humbly to one side, & I think I was half aware we were in the astral. The pianist turned to me at one point & said he suffered from a mental illness, & although he had been "released" he could sometimes "feel himself slipping away into the darkness".
I felt it not my place to offer advice, although I was tempted to offer a healing, but instead said that he had all possible resources available to him, so perhaps he should consult one of the great psychiatrists, like Jung. (In the dream state I was aware that Jung was discarnated)
There seemed to be a large, open window or door nearby & I could see across a dark bay to cliffs on "the other side" & remembered how I had "thrown someone I used to be", across to that place.
For some reason I feel rather depressed this morning after the dream.
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