PERHAPS THIS WAS SPARKED BY THE CONFIRMATION in today's paper that I got at 7am that they had indeed split ... I knew this already. Don't know how. Somehow I just knew she would only tolerate "romancing" a using junkie for so long. Especially considering those scandals of her own ...
The dream began on a sort of industrial boat with a helecopter port on top. Kate (and I (? I don't recall)) had flown onto the boat by helecopter. We were sailing through some marshy enormous industrial no-man's land like the Hook of Holland with all cranes in the background and sea birds all over the place. Kate Moss was talking to her freind and I was so intrigued I suppose I must have ended up following her.
Next scene is in rehab, where I met Pete Doherty. He was much nicer and "cooler" (by this I mean less arrogant and more together) than he seems in the press. A Jamaican rasta grass dealer appeared with a huge bundle of grass on a dinner plate, offered it to Pete, who said yes and just slid it under his hat!
There was a wasps nest in the corner with wasps the size of budgies constantly coming in and out.
All manner of underhandedness was going on at this rehab. Principally, I suppose, to do with using drugs. But I didn't really want anything to do with it. It was as if I was grabbing hold of the carpet and yet someone was trying to tear it from me.
I remember I had this notebook that was supposedly important to me. One person in particular was trying to be really nice to me to get a look in this book. Then a woman came in, put her hand right up the wasps' nest and produced another notebook. It was Pete Doherty's diary. "Oh! He only had two yesterday!" (Two hits of heroin, I suppose.) "Oooo, bless!"
And that was my Kate Moss Pete Doherty Dream.
Sorry... should I have embroidered it for the reading public? Surely it is bizarre enough...!
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8 comments:
WOW! You have some very interesting dreams! Thanks for sharing.
I have been away from Blogland for a few days and had some catching up when I came here. Your writing is very prolific lately as you continue your journey into your soul. (Akin to Conrad's Heart of Darkness in a way) I get the sense you are approaching a resolution as I read through the past few days of your journal - you are sounding stronger!
I love it! You know I follow that whole romance on one of my favourite websites D-Listed:
http://dlisted.com/
Hi Gledwood
The wasps would have been enough to terrify me as I saw my sister attacked by a whole nest of them when we were 7.(She is my twin but not depressed.) I wonder if its a good sign that rehab is in your subconscious?
see ya
sad x
Strange dream.
must've been because the video and references in the recent past. cool dream though.
Janice: you really think it's that fascinating. Wow! I'm flattered. I would say I don't normally dream about celebs, but I've captured myself doing that more and more of late ... so I obviously do... you can even go to my wondrous celebrity blog
http://gledwoodceleb.blogspot.com
it's wow-some!
Kahshe: I'm akin to Joseph Conrad??! Wow that is a compliment and a half. Tho I bet Conrad didn't exclaim "wow!" quite so much ...
Nicole:
http://dlisted.com ~~I shall have to take a good long look at that!
Sadgirl: probably a good sign that rehab's in the subconscious, yes ... your sister attacked by a whole nest of wasps ... oookkh! ukk. yukk. disgusting creatures. yeurrghkkkhh.
Akelamalu: bizarre dream, I know!
Raffi: and that dream was all true. As I said, I didn't embroider (though I suspect loads of other people do when they post stuff online) I never exaggerate. I s'pose I don't need to (which is unfortunate for me but still entertains the reader, I s'pose...)
That's some crazy stuff. Although more coherent than most of my dreams, I must say.
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