my parents front

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My parents have got some new artwork in their front room. Well, its
not new, its the old abstract hippy painted mural that was on the wall
back in the 70's and they have just uncovered it, because its back in
fashion. Not only is it back in fashion, it is also worth lots of
money.

We have this image that is a bit like a Mondrian painting; bright
primary colours, straight lines, rays of the sun. It covers between
two walls. It brightens the room and I really like it.

I try to text pete, its early morning, and my text comes out all
indecipherable: this could be a cue to realising that I'm in a dream,
and to move into lucid dreaming, but I don't pick up on that. Instead
I put it down to being too early in the morning. I can't even remember
what I was trying to text him about.


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I'm sat in my parents front room doing some divination on a bit of
paper. I have doodled all over the paper as well. My dad comes in and
asks what I'm doing. I tell him I'm doing an iching reading, which I
am. I am always a bit weary of telling my dad about my divinatory
practices, but since he has asked I decide to explain.

"Look, I flick this coin and it generates this figure. And here is the
answer to my question."

I point at the answer. I see that he is looking at all the doodles on the page.

"These are just doodles, they are nothing to do with the iching reading"

"So what has it told you to do?"

"Its not told me to do anything, it has just helped me to clarify my
decisions around things, in particular what to do about the
allotment."

"Divination" I go on to explain, "is a bit like dreaming. A dream
doesn't tell you what to do, but it can help you see things from a
different perspective, and give you an insight into your deeper
motivations and desires."

I see that he's still listening so I go a little further.

"What is interesting is that in my dream last night I dreamed that you
and mum had uncovered a painting from the 70's just on this bit of the
wall. It was like a mondrian. Now you have bought a crystal light
reflecting thing and hung it from the ceiling just where the painting
in my dream was, and it is now bouncing light onto the wall and
ceiling as if it were a painting. Dreams can pick up on stuff like
this".