4am

this morning
I dreamt of an elk
with a cougar's face

super imposed
over
it,

which was, either:

1. a cougar come back as an elk...  

2. it's spirit protector -or-

3. two narratives, mixed:

    {an elk hunt I know of
        -and-
         a large cat spotted recently at Brown's ranch}  

My friend was in the dream, showing me the cat-faced elk he'd just killed.

And was it him or me I was dreaming about?*

Very David Lynch**


*Freud might've said they were all aspects of myself. Or was it Jung?
**I did recently see photos of the little man in the red room from the last episode of Twin Peaks, so there's that.