calamity

this dream was right before the cyclones devastated myanmar.
when i read about it the next day, i thought of the odds, that i would dream about a miniature twister in the front yard.

in the dream, i was getting rid of stuff, clutter, with janet. we were driving somewhere to get something, and she said " oh let's just stop now, on our way home." and i said, - no, i can't, i don't have any pants on. hehe. i was wearing in the dream what i had actually worn to bed, just underwear and a tank shirt. but i thought, hey, that's ok, i'll just wait in the car! and i told her so.

on the way back, we stopped at a red light. i noticed a house for sale on the corner, a very nice bungalo, well appointed and landscaped. i was curious because it was empty, and you could see through the windows. on had been left open, and these vultures were going inside! eew! they were walking around on the beautiful hardwood floors, leaving droppings and looking rather dumbly, in that clueless way some birds can have, and i remember thinking, " oh man, somebody's going to have a mess to clean up. " we drove on.

then when we were back i was getting things in order on the front porch. the house was a large brick double with a long shared porch on the front. at the other end of the porch, there was a nice big corner hearth fireplace, i liked it very much. it had a little brazier in the hearth where you could take out coals from the larger fire and keep them on top to cook with and to keep food warm. i thought this was brilliant. it pleased me much.

other things: i was aware that there was a garden bed behind the garage out back with dark rich compost. while i was out front, a twister appeared in the sky. it was small, a little funnel cloud that came out of the bigger clouds and down to the area where we were. or rather, it sort of downsized as it passed from the sky to the ground, moving across the street and toward the yard like a sprite. it stopped int hte front yard and looked kind of like a birdbath there.. it has a wide dish like top from which its funnel extended down like a stem or a pedestal. it was about the size of a birdbath. some neighbours were rushing over to eye it curiously, and i said " don't get too close! it looks small but it hides its power." indeed, it suddenly estended up like a slinky and became bigger than the house! it swiped them up in its tail like a fist, carrying them over the treetops and dumping them unceremoniously in the garden behind the garage!

i ran to the back to see if they were alright, calling to the rest to come and help. they were fine, b ut they had crushed much of the garden in their fall.

the garden had sprung up!!! everything that had been planted in the rich compost was already as tall as my knees! i marvelled. i noticed that it ;looked water-logged though, and gooshy. i gently pressed a pepper between my fingers and it oozed into mush, its stems somewhat gelatinoue!eew!

the others pulled at some of theplants and they came out easily of the soil, the roots well developed, but the soul so marshy and wet that they could not resist being challenged in that way, and were easily uprooted.i noticed then, that inthe soil were millions of tiny eggs, like grains of sand, and this broke my heart. i felt a grreat sadness in my chest as i saw that little worm caterpillars were hatching out of the eggs in the soil. it grossed me out. eew! i withdrew, and one had gotten on my thumb! eew! it stuck like an oozy slug! i flicked it off and there was another on, bigger, on the back porch! it was about six inches long, and like a cross between a worm and a slug. it grew quickly into a smal bracchiosaurus! a little dinosaur on the back porch!! it was about a foot long and tall, and it seemed mutated, as it had two necks atop each of which was an eye! three other eyes were on its body, in odd places, like one in its shoulder, one in its side, one on its back hip.. they were blinking and watching me.. eew! it did not seem especially malicious, but i kn ew it was dangerous, and hid its power.

i went to the front porch and saw my mom, and said eew!you wouldn't believe what i found! or something like that. she went to go look and i said, no! don't go back there!! it's not safe!

the little dinosaur had grown to the size of a large dog, and was coming up the driveway!! my mom stepped away and up onto the porch with me, and then a number of things happened: it was suddenly dusk, and night was falling fast. a vulture like the one i had seen earlier with coloured wings was swoopeing down from about the same region of sky that had spawned the twister, and was wrestling with a guy. i felt it was someone i knew, like a neighbour or friend. anyway, he and the big bird wrestled, and rolled around and about, finally wrestling up into the tree next door!~ i went for tools, and everybody had gathered in the driveway and was calling out encouragements to the guy, as he made his way down the tree and across the drive to us, with the bird.
i gave another guy, wierdly, tom cruise, a pair of pruning shears, and he gave them to the bird wrestler to cut the bird off of his hand, which had chomped upon it with his beak like a snapping turtle. i wondered whether the bird wrestler would have to cut off part of his hand, or if the bird could be cut off from his hand... no matter, he managed to snip the bird off his hand, and then he asked me for another tool, my lighter.

i had this lighter wand, like you use to light tall candles and fireplaces. i had four tools, altogether, a lighter wand, a pair of pruning shears, a pair of kitchen shears and a little saw. he began to burn the bird, which was flattened out now, like a piece of fabric and folded up in a plastic bag. but it was still the bird, and it was conscious and trapped in there, in the plastic. he applied the flame to the feathers by its jaw/beak. i said- " what are you doing!!!" he said "i'm burning it , just a little... it BIT me! "
i told him he could burn it no more than that, and he stopped.

wierd.