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Weird/good dream this morning. I was part of an exploration/refugee team on… some planet that was a cross between the New World and the lands beyond The Wall. Shortly after crossing the Sea/Wall, we stumbled across a peaceful township. Think Amish meets Mormon. Very nice community, but a little creepy-cultish. They all had low level psychic powers, like the woman who brought us food could read the childhood memories that the smell of the food evoked.
The wiseman of the village was a seer: he could read your destiny. Everyone in my exploration group was excited to chat with him, me included. He made some cryptic comment to me about how I should consider who my ancestor was, which made me think that I was somehow more important than the others.
I spent a chunk of the dream trying to figure out which ancestor he was talking about, and then it was my turn to meet with him, and I was all proud of myself for figuring his puzzle out. So in front of everyone I said ‘It’s the navigator of the Pinta’ (which afaik is true in real life: my great aunt had her doctorate in genealogy from Berkeley, and traced that connection as part of her thesis. Or so family folklore goes).
The seer dude was all, "No. You don’t have any important ancestors. You’re a tiny nothing of a woman, and you only think you’ll do something important with your life. You think you’ll find love, but it’s too late for that, and you think you’ll become a successful writer, but you’re not good enough. You might as well just stop trying, because you’re not destined for anything great.”
Yeah. My fucking unconscious is an asshole.
I was furious at the old man, and humiliated in front of everyone. But then I remembered one of the mantras from our Changeling game: Destiny is a system of control. So I said, "Maybe my life won’t follow the traditional love-marriage-kids path, but that’s okay because I hate living up to the expectation of social norms. And maybe I won’t ever get published, but I feel better writing than I have in a long time. And maybe the navigator of the Pinta never found India, but if he hadn’t tried, he never would have crashed into America, so fuck you, old man.”
And I left. Then I got kidnapped by the enemies of the Amish Mormons, but they just wanted me to go to war against the old man because that was their predicted destiny. Then a hot faerie brother and sister came along and were all ‘come hang with us and help us be incesty,’ and I was like… hells yeah!
My brain. Gotta love it.
grabbing the red bull by the horns
U.K. Red Bull is more potent than U.S. Red Bull, or so I hear.
Here’s hoping your luggage makes it’s way to you safe and soundly.
A movie called One Night with The King that includes sparkly costumes and abundant eye makeup should totally b about Elvis, not Esther.
🙂 Have you read the book?
Uh…do you mean the Bible?
;>
No, I haven’t read the book that isn’t the Bible. Didn’t even know it existed until you asked. I looked it up on Amazon, and I don’t know that I will. The reviews say that the sex and violence of the story have been tamed to appeal to its conservative christian audience. Personally, I like my sex and violence to be at *least* at biblical levels. I will accept nothing less!
Personally, I like my sex and violence to be at *least* at biblical levels. I will accept nothing less!
Which is why The Red Tent needs to be made into a movie.
::le sigh::
Oh, and I totally agree about the Elvis thing. When I clicked on the Kerasotes link, that’s actually what I was anticipating.
according to imdb, it was originally supposed to be released in march 2005(likely for Purim, the holiday that celebrates Esther). While I’d love to go see a movie with a group, I’m almost of the opinion that Lassie will be a better movie.
Spleen.
*falls on floor and rolls around, cackling madly*
*wipes away tear*-RC
Sarah and I are definitely planning on seeing it; drop us a line if you decide to go this week.
Finally, with King Xerxes (british) and Esther (american), and most of the other main characters being portrayed by white anglos in heavy make-up,
Heh heh. As an Italian myself I get a little annoyed when an Irish man plays Alexander (Colin Firth), and Brits play ancient Mediterraneans. I mean bother. Yes, I am a TOTAL Anglophile and LOVE/LUST/ADORE any many with heritage from the British Isles – see my Hubby – but REALLY!!
With all this in mind my spleen is now getting ready to vent. Along with my sinuses which are loaded in infection oh great.
Oh and did you get the Red Bull from the Fox? There is more where that came from ya’ know. 😉
That sounds horriblawesome!
The interesting thing will be, how did they put God in Esther, because there is no mention of God anywhere in the Book of Esther, it’s purely a survival history.
hmmm….
have to say that I always rather liked the Book of Esther. The “Biblical” one. I always enjoyed to handful of stories in which a woman is not portrayed as the out-and-out villian.
But no, I think I shall spend my money more wisely than to see this piece of cinema. Perhaps I could pay someone the same amount to stick pretty colors toothpicks under my nails for two hours?
But, you have to admit that Miss Anne Baxter was Fantabulous as Queen of Egpyt in the Ten Commandments.
Sorry, seer dude, but anyone who can craft narrative like that in their sleep is damn well good enough to be a successful writer. Your very existence debunks your own claims!
Your brain should be nicer to you, but it is awesome.
Awww! ::snugggles the wendy-bird::
+1!
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