Dream of: 16 November 2020 (2) "Big Rolling Fields"
I have arrived at a farm with big rolling fields out in the country. The farm is owned by my first cousin Jimmy Halley (1946-2008). I want to find Jimmy and talk with him. I am thinking of buying some land of my own near here, so Jimmy and I may thus become neighbors. I would like to have a feel of how people live around here.
Many people are here at the farm. A bunch of men are here and a party is apparently in process. They all seem to be drinking beer and having a good time. I think I may ask someone for a beer. I hate to bum a beer off anyone, but I do not have any of my own. I could offer to pay for the beer, but I do not think anyone here would want to be paid for the beer.
I am rather surprised because I did not know that Jimmy lived like this. The people seem like a happy group. I ask them where Jimmy is. They say, "He's out in the field" where he is working on some farm equipment. Looking for Jimmy, I walk out into the field.
Commentary of 20 November 2020
I first started reading Der Prozess in the summer of 1975 while I was living in Trier in the Rheinland-Palatinate. In my current reading, I'm only a fourth of the way through the book. This book seems to have influenced the way I think, even to have influenced the way that I dream. This particular dream focuses on one of my relatives who died of lung cancer at the age of 62. I am wondering if the word "kafkaesque" necessarily incorporates the concept of "unfortunate death" in its meaning. If so, this dream—like so many others—seems kafkaesque to me.
kafkaesque stories end in
an unhappy death
Picture: Jimmy Halley circa 1964
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