reading the word he thought it sounded like him  he had readheard it before but wouldnt bet wasnt a betting man exactly what it meant 

                but it sounded like him                  

he went to his American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language in red binding the first dictionary ever to publish the definition of fuck 1969 and WhellshitNO oneiric wasnt in it oneiromancy was  n. Divination by dreams hmmm

then he went to his New Oxford American Dictionary 2005  oneiric  There we go  adj. formal  of or relating to dreams or dreaming  coined in 1859 from Greek oneiros dream  he went a step furthur discovering oneirocritic mouthful “a judge or interpreter of dreams” coined during the 1650s from Greek oneirokritikos “of or pertaining to the interpretation of dreams” from oneirokrites “interpreter of dreams” from oneiros “a dream” + krites “discerner, judge” (see critic)(he wouldnt hadnt any appreciation of them no more than he had for a life coach) 

                                                                                             Why belabour it 

because the only one who can truly interpret their dreams is he or she who had them  he was adamant the dreamer is like a child who is given a ball they have no experience with if paying attention one would see the child turn the ball over and over in their handslooking it round and round seeing every aspect of it unfortunately adultsfamiliar with balls distinguishes BALL

                          Why go furthur

Did you dream

I did.

Whadya dream

   I don’t remember.

I dont remember  feeble 

                         he rememberedonly could wished he was able to filmrecord them  they were astonishing

two nights back he dreamt of attending a gathering of people who augmented their bodies  he was the only one there who wasnt tattooed or augmented  one man had a boneribbed skinwebbed frill duckfeet that ran behind his head across his shoulders like that of a stegosaurus  another somehow lengthened his optic nerveshis eyeballs blinking at the end of retractable stalks  like snails      

                                he kept passing outbelieved his drink was spiked  coming to hed find several around him trying to pierce himaugment him  hooks that anchored thin wires off which small intricatelyworked bells and brightblinking coloured lights hung  he tore them offripped his skin  in a slidingglass door he caught his bloodied reflection  they stripped him down to his gray Jockey fitted boxers  marooncolour streaking them 

                                                                                                       through the same slidingglass door he eventually escaped onto a balcony suspended over black water  jumping in under it opening his eyes he saw an underlit sea its rocking surface reflecting him as in a funhouse mirror  his wounds oozed  they looked like stringshe looked like a marionette

   hes still working on that dream

but he would

he was oneiric

ironic

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