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Jan. 7th, 2008 07:31 pmI dreamed of killing chickens.
There were lots of people there, and the atmosphere was very much that of the conservation holidays I've been on - we were there to learn how a chicken went from the live bird to the meat on the plate, and to perform every step, or watch our partner do it. I was sure my partner would have to do the killing, because I couldn't: then I caught a chicken and broke its neck with my teeth and pulled its head off.
The dream went on after that - there were cooked chickens, and picking which one to eat, and waiting for a long time for dinner because we were the only people still in the house and it wasn't supposed to be left empty, but none of the others were back yet. And another dream, later, with a team game that was a quest, with occasional puzzles, and animals like yet unlike Pullman's daemons (and I had a wolf) which were only there while the game was in progress, and I got my hands very dirty indeed with mud and goo and unpleasant things. But the main image I retain - and the one I think, perhaps, I should be worried about - is that dead chicken.
There were lots of people there, and the atmosphere was very much that of the conservation holidays I've been on - we were there to learn how a chicken went from the live bird to the meat on the plate, and to perform every step, or watch our partner do it. I was sure my partner would have to do the killing, because I couldn't: then I caught a chicken and broke its neck with my teeth and pulled its head off.
The dream went on after that - there were cooked chickens, and picking which one to eat, and waiting for a long time for dinner because we were the only people still in the house and it wasn't supposed to be left empty, but none of the others were back yet. And another dream, later, with a team game that was a quest, with occasional puzzles, and animals like yet unlike Pullman's daemons (and I had a wolf) which were only there while the game was in progress, and I got my hands very dirty indeed with mud and goo and unpleasant things. But the main image I retain - and the one I think, perhaps, I should be worried about - is that dead chicken.
