Archeology, Old Friend, Music Interview

Date: 2/26/2023

Archeologists discovered a cave in northern France (Brittany) that had several items, seemingly ritualistic in purpose. I got to see them up close, touch them, and try to impart my own opinion of what they could be. Apparently, they were unable to accurately carbon date the items, because according to the researchers, the items matched the age of the cave, which was millions of years old. An impossibility. The items were neatly placed in a wooden box for me to take out and examine. There were two or three teardrop-shaped items about the size of a spearhead, but they were not sharp. They appeared to be made of ivory and had astonishing artwork engraved and filled in with a dark brown substance that could not be paint, it seemed part of the item itself. Scenes depicted people and animals, and strongly reminded me of Native American iconography, which was odd to find in a cave in northern France. I moved onto other curious items, which were a lot creepier and more baffling in nature. There was some kind of machine, like a wind up toy, with a shriveled head which I was told was real, and indicative of the sacrificial rituals of the prehistoric people. The head would have belonged to that of an enemy. The head was attached to a box in which there were gears. I couldn't figure out how it works, but it did make the head spin around sometimes. I had no idea what its purpose could be, or how it's connected to the other items that were found. There were several of these mechanical heads. At some point I was in a bath house full of old people having a sex orgy, which was gross, but also entertaining because they seemed to be really fired up. Next dream I was at my grandmother's old house sleeping over. However the room I slept in had windows facing in the opposite direction compared to reality, so that I could see the other neighbours house. There was a new family there that had moved in and I was watching them move stuff until nightfall. There was a boy there who saw me looking out the window. To mess with him, I hid when he pointed me out to his dad/older brother. I could faintly hear him saying he "saw a ghost in the window" which I thought was funny. Anyway, all of a sudden, my old friend Liriel/Barbara from the internet comes into the house, looking for me. I pretend to be asleep and oblivious. But she comes into the room and wants to talk to me. She said she doesn't want to be burdened with my friendship anymore, something like that. I say "whatever makes you happy, I don't mind" then I start to work on a painting of an forest of bright yellow and blue colours, like a Van Gogh painting. This dream faded into me photographing and interviewing a post-punk or darkwave band reminiscent of Clan of Xymox. It had five or six members and two of them were women. I asked them what it's like to be in a well-established band at their age (mid 30s) and while they love it more than anything, they explained that they have some arguments and criticism from family members, mostly because they refuse to be "machines that pump out babies every few years". The other woman in the band does have a daughter, but she had her before joining the band. The band is also like her child, she said. While reflecting on this I saw the front window of the Art Gallery that's in my town and see a yellow and blue painting of the Virgin Mary breastfeeding baby Jesus at sunrise somewhere. Her breast is strangely censored in that it's not exposed at all, she's wearing clothes as normal, yet it's clear the baby is feeding. This really annoys me. The painting has an amateurish quality to it as well, like the proportions of Mary's body are off a little, she seems too short. And also annoyed by the idealisation of motherhood, which is something I am strongly morally and personally opposed to as an antinatalist, Gnostic and a feminist who believes women who never bear children are just as valuable and amazing as mothers, if not more so. Ugh. Anyway, as I gazed at this painting someone was telling me something about the meaning of Nirvana and spiritual creativity.