vol VII: Notes
1982
[ Sunday 14 March 1982 - Saturday 20 March 1982 ]
Sunday 14 March 1982
Monday 15 March 1982
Notebook DREAMING DB1]
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Tuesday 16 March 1982
. . . and must visit police today.
Many demands on my time, pressure to leave etc, but must really weather it all and settle down to work.
Wednesday 114 March 1982
. . . went for interesting interview with Federal police. Planned to work in Sydney.
Dream seemed to be set in largish hall/room cafeteria (eg CSIRO Uralla (nearly wrote Ulladulla)). Surrounded by gardens, wall,
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tree lined streets (a la Wahroonga). Arranged in long tables. I was there for a meal with many people including it seems A, Dominicans, CSIRO people (Vickery, DCR Canberra etc). Much lively discussion at table. Small projection room (studio) off right and someone seemed to be planning slide show on NT/Landsat. I then went outside and did something (connected with mini) and returned without pants on, wearing only a T shirt. Not embarassed, but tried to pull it down a bit and keep close to people to prevent long distance views. Show was in progress. - nothing more.
Relates to work decision, last year at uni. Maybe indication of my experiences of life that I could capitalise on in a work situation. Fear that I would appear improperly dressed in work situation.
Thursday 18 March 1982
More church. Discussing freshly composed baptismal service with clergyman of some sort. Seemed very pleased and was going to use it, but it seemed unfinished. Overtones of songs for . . . drama group. Writing seemed very easy because I had it in my head already, but once the easy part was over I dipped out. Yesterday discussed decision to go to Sydney. Transcripts of Federal police interviews with . . . . Worked late with nn on maths assignments.
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Friday 19 March 1982
Yesterday at Taree, thence to nn's, intending to look for work in part as a means of paying debts . . . .
Spoke nn about people and metaphysics - renewed my desire to write - to express myself, think and study, without endless petty interruptions and hassles. This effort should eventually lead to sufficient financial success to pay my bills. At the moment emotional pressures (+ a week stuck in the valley) seem to have brought me to a standstill, but this must be overcome. It is also significant, in a Freudian deterministic way.
At bottom seems to be the desire to be liked which leads me to many acts of self destructive altruism. It is only by concentrating my energy that I can overcome my inevitable tendency to become disparate. A regular daily ration of reading and writing is necessary, and I must settle down to it. I seem to be able to manage
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about a month before disintegrating. Whether this is internal or external I am not sure. The problem is certianly one of concentration - so many days go by with nothing done. Much seems to stem from the environment. Hopefully in time (the winter) things will settle down and production will become steady.
Last year's work at the uni was a waste of time . . .
Rain, depression. Rising mist over the trees, solid air merging into life, the mantle of gaia, love in eternal unavoidable union. Being is and is becoming more.
Saturday 20 March 1982
Dream
1. Sitting on my verandah in the cane chair with big door open when X came in very distraught. Spoke to her very comfortingly and then felt embarassed as Y came in, and I felt she did not approve of me talking to X. Y came and sat on verandah, apparently under beach umbrella on blanket. She was fully
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clothed and then she changed into Z, naked or lightly dressed and I felt relaxed and affectionate towards her.
X when she came into the house did something to the record player and actually appeared to be in a somewhat conciliatory mood before she changed into Z.
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2. Second dream brain surgery on motor car. Seemed to be working simultaneously on someone's spinal cord asnd a motor car in an environment which was a cross between an operating theatre and an open air workbench. . . . There did not seem to be a patient around, but I had three pieces of nerve (they looked like flexible twigs) out with bevelled ends. I was doing something to them which entailed knowing which was which. Thought it would not be important as long as I
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replaced them with their diameters right, so there would be the correct number of fibres to grow back together. This tree-like appearance may relate to my conversation with nn yesterday about intelligence of the Universe and plants. There seemed to be some female helping me and I was using a large knife. At one point I went into another room to urinate. Work on the car seemed to concentrate on the radiator area. I seemed to be fixing a leak in a drumlike structure lke the air cleaner of the Mercedes. Hacksawing a piece of metal in the vice . . .
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