12 Sep 2024
Dream
Dream 12 Sep 24
Cleanup, Prevention/Protection, White Lion
I'm hanging out with and visiting with family and friends in the friend’s home. It mostly takes place in the outdoor yard area next to the house. There’s stairs along a hill down into the outdoor hangout space as well, and the door into this backyard space is to the right, if you’re staring at the hill.
We’re hanging out and talking, having a good time. At some point earlier, I’d looked down and seen a yellow lion roaming around down there, but it was gone now, and here we were enjoying the space.
Spilled soda can that sprayed everyone in the whole yard: I Dropped a can while grabbing it to bring it to the table. I was going to wait to open it, but right after I set it down on the table and sat down, my dad went to open it to pour it out. Chaos from the open can ensued. It started spraying everywhere on everyone and even reached onto the grass and hedges on the outside of the patio area and across the yard! There was this haze, and the soda can’s contents filled the space (the same way a lit match’s spark would fill otherwise invisible gas—- but in soda form) with its syrupy liquid. I did the only thing I could think of, and I grabbed the can out of his hands and dumped the rest out on the concrete floor patio tiles next to me. The can continued spewing for another 10-20 seconds, but the effects sputtered out.
Sometime later, everyone else has gone inside except me. (I think to start cleaning up and gathering supplies?) I’m still in my chair and look up the stairs that lead down into the yard, and see a white lion pacing around at the top of the stairs. The door is on the other side of the table and on the far side of the wall from where I am. I consider trying to sneak past it inside, but it is a lion, and it hasn’t made any moves towards me yet, so I wonder if my best chance for survival is to just sit pretty and admire its beauty until it leaves instead. And as long as I’m sitting still to avoid attracting attention, calling out for help is pretty much out of the question, too (I don’t remember if I had my phone on me or not in this dream; I don’t remember it factoring in one way or another). I lament that there’s still remnants of the soda spill everywhere, and wonder if that’s what attracted it. But then again, I did see the yellow lion down here earlier, and that was before we were all hanging out in the space.
The white lion makes no move to come down. It continues pacing around, sometimes arching its back, and the posture reminds me of a hunchback or a rat king. It’s considerably less attractive in that pose, but I try to see the beauty in the lion anyway, which is especially easy when it’s not making that pose.
