Set the Frog Free!
Oct. 20th, 2005 02:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackshoegazerEver since I moved in with my current roommate, Brian, who was just starting his first salt-water tank, I have had a lot of dreams with salt-water fish tanks in them. I, too, fell in love with the beauty of such tanks, the pure living harmony of a self-sustaining, balanced ecosystem, my own piece of the ocean. And this has affected my dream world.
This morning, I had a dream I was at home, but it was also like a pet store, a huge wall of tanks with lots of crazy sea-creatures in them, amazing animals that just don't exist. I picked a tadpole from a tank (apparently a salt-water tadpole :P) and placed it from tank to tank, feeding off smaller fishies, until it had grown quite quickly into a young frog. Realizing he was too big for tanks anymore, I took him and quickly ran him outside, to a bridge, where I was to set him free in a lake. I tossed him off the bridge and watched as he spun and plummeted toward the lake. Unfortunately, I must not have seen it, or not thrown him far enough, because there was an outcropping of stone beneath the bridge, which he failed to clear. He smacked and bounced as he hit the rock, splitting him in half. I threw myself down the cliff face and onto the rock that had killed my poor frog. Crying, bawling the ragged tears of grief, I put his shattered body into the lake and, simultaneously wiping tears from my face as I wiped up amphibian blood from the rocks. Then I woke up.
I'm still a bit shook up about this one and haven't thought much about interpretation. Water, especially large bodies of water, like lakes and oceans, are often your emotions, or sometimes the unconscious, like Neptune, a giant ocean. Having my Moon in Gemini, I can see the use of fish tanks as a symbol of my compartmentalized emotions. Frogs, being amphibians, of both land and water, are like a bridge between the conscious and unconscious. Therefore I need to make sure I get enough momentum when using this particular frog, else I might accidentally destroy it.
This morning, I had a dream I was at home, but it was also like a pet store, a huge wall of tanks with lots of crazy sea-creatures in them, amazing animals that just don't exist. I picked a tadpole from a tank (apparently a salt-water tadpole :P) and placed it from tank to tank, feeding off smaller fishies, until it had grown quite quickly into a young frog. Realizing he was too big for tanks anymore, I took him and quickly ran him outside, to a bridge, where I was to set him free in a lake. I tossed him off the bridge and watched as he spun and plummeted toward the lake. Unfortunately, I must not have seen it, or not thrown him far enough, because there was an outcropping of stone beneath the bridge, which he failed to clear. He smacked and bounced as he hit the rock, splitting him in half. I threw myself down the cliff face and onto the rock that had killed my poor frog. Crying, bawling the ragged tears of grief, I put his shattered body into the lake and, simultaneously wiping tears from my face as I wiped up amphibian blood from the rocks. Then I woke up.
I'm still a bit shook up about this one and haven't thought much about interpretation. Water, especially large bodies of water, like lakes and oceans, are often your emotions, or sometimes the unconscious, like Neptune, a giant ocean. Having my Moon in Gemini, I can see the use of fish tanks as a symbol of my compartmentalized emotions. Frogs, being amphibians, of both land and water, are like a bridge between the conscious and unconscious. Therefore I need to make sure I get enough momentum when using this particular frog, else I might accidentally destroy it.
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Date: 2005-10-20 07:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-20 09:15 pm (UTC)Eek, can I be offended by myself? That was in bad taste.
No pun intended.
Du-dum-tsss!
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Date: 2005-10-20 08:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-20 09:08 pm (UTC)Oh, you're right, I could see a fancy piece of flash fiction grow out of that. I could almost feel it when I was just describing it here.
I've always wanted to turn some of my dreams into stories, but they're often lacking a plot or consistency :P