July 18th, 2014
I dreamt that two phosphorescent and sexually dimorphic insects grew out of the palm of my hand. They looked like mutant moths or deviant butterflies and had small asymmetrical wings and premature insect parts. Immediately after their birth from my hand, at first sight of each other, the two bodies were in love deep within each other’s being. When I turned my sight away, they started mating, swallowing up and growing into each other at the point of intimacy. Panicked, I anxiously pulled one out of the other’s orifice envelopment. I soon realized my act of separation had taken their life away because the parted bodies now began to wilt and shrink into two little coils of slow humiliating deaths.
If I could catch these two animals from my dream, I’d preserve them in a glass box and donate this dream specimen to the nature lab’s cabinet.