I was dreaming last night of a garden...
and I showed her a picture of you.
I said “proud get to know her, you’d like her”
Seemed like the least I can do.
So then Mick Jagger
is up on stage and I’m standing next to Keith Richards
. We walk out onto the street at set break
together and down to the 5 and dime
We order a pair of Becks
and I try to buy but he waves me off. So we walk back down to the club talking of strange bits of coincidence
we have turned and some other stuff
He then pulls me over into the corner and offers to turn me onto something sweet. He says “Hey you should try a hit of this shit” and I say “Hell I agree.” (Knowing he´s talking about smoking black tar heroin
Then I wake up momentarily and begin a new dream in which I run into Heidi
in front of Earwax café
I’ve been having all sorts of strange dreams
lately and I’ve noticed that I am more aware than usual of the fact I’m dreaming while in the dream. For example I was having a dream I was fighting with my father
and in the middle of this I said to myself, “this is a dream I don’t want to have.” And I woke up.
I fell right back asleep, I just came up and out of REM
sleep long enough to disrupt the track of the dream. I wonder if this new power has anything to do with the “look at your hands
” – Carlos Castaneda
exercises I was doing last year? Or maybe it just has to do with the springtime wind. Beats me
, but boy its fun.