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There's always a Siren singing you to shipwreck - A little less than a happy high
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There's always a Siren singing you to shipwreck


Last night’s dream took place at a school that pretty closely matched my (perhaps strange) ideals for what a university should be. Its campus was old, with august stone buildings and grounds with character that could only develop around centuries of intellectual pursuits. Most noticeable was the utter lack of modern facilities, which seemed fitting. I knew that it was an "art-y" school and that I was pursuing studies that kept with that theme. Sadly, the dream didn’t rest on pottery or writing or painting. Instead, I was rushing to an exam.

Leaving aside that I was late, the dream did have an interesting twist: I had actually prepared for the exam. I sat down, got the solitary essay question* and realized that I could answer this easily. The question was whether I’d have enough time to write as much as I wanted. I gave it some thought, worked up a rough outline in my mind and then… well, then I couldn’t write. Or more precisely, I could engage in the physical act of writing, but I could remain focused long enough to put anything of any value down on paper. In fact, each time I tried, I swear I could feel the thoughts draining from my head. It was a new experience in frustration.

It was all I could do to wake up, and even after I did, the feelings the dream inspired lingered.




*For the record, the question was, "Discuss the moral and ethical ramifications of the societal model presented by The Matrix and whether there are solutions to the problems it engenders." (Yes, I am a geek.)
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From: skygoodwill Date: August 18th, 2003 12:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm having a similar problem this afternoon. I want to write, though I'm drawing blanks. At least you are getting topics to write about. As you typed your post, I put up a poll asking for writing topics. (Now deleted).

My caverns are echoless.
komos From: komos Date: August 18th, 2003 12:35 pm (UTC) (Link)

Crossing streams

Ah... an answer to my query even before it was posed (though you'll get the question soon.) I saw. I was about to respond, but then noticed that it had gone.

I hope that something calls to you soon.
From: skygoodwill Date: August 18th, 2003 12:45 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Crossing streams

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<font="blue">Gosh, will you protect me from that Siren?

Here, because of your benevolence, I'll give it another attempt. I'll put the poll up again.
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komos From: komos Date: August 18th, 2003 12:57 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Crossing streams

It was just an idea... and perhaps a thematic one at that.

Your choices for protection are stuffing your ears so as to be impervious or being tied to the mast, hearing their song, and perhaps risking madness. Odysseus was one crazy cat.
From: skygoodwill Date: August 18th, 2003 01:07 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Crossing streams

Being tied to the mast would create a whole new set of protection requirements. So I'll choose some panda-like earmuffs.

riverbank From: riverbank Date: August 18th, 2003 05:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
i've had that happen to me in real life, test anxiety makes answers flitter away
komos From: komos Date: August 19th, 2003 06:07 am (UTC) (Link)
That's got to be the worst. I'm thankful that I usually get my test anxiety before I go in. I don't know if it's a matter of freaking myself out until I'm accustomed to it or if I get worked up over nothing, but when I actually sit down, I've usually been fine.
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