Dream Log: July 11, 2001 (idea)
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Sat Jul 14 2001 at 18:11:56
Fly To The Mountain
An old man with a
ic tendencies gives me
s. He gets me to solve dream puzzles by moving my body in very precise gestures and performing certain actions like running up and down stairs, climbing on a roof, and spinning around. I
him as to what it's all about, but he's
. After awhile, I am released, and I try to
away up towards the mountain that overlooks the landscape. It reminds me of the hills behind my house in
Now I'm there at my house, flying around the
while my friends run around.
is there and I chase him into his house (my house actually). Again I try to fly to the mountain but don't make it.
Sitting on the curb near my house, smoking
with friends. We get the tip that the
are coming so I walk innocently down the my neighbor,
's, long driveway then hop the fence after the cops pass. I fly up over the neighborhood and down into the trees surrounding the creek. The cops are in there and I bop them on the head.
s. I miss the one about
so I go along on a generic one. Walking up
. I'm supposed to meet everybody at the
since I'm driving myself, but I get lost and end up at some beach I've never been to. It's a wide, white sand beach on what looks like
San Francisco Bay
. There are crowds of people out lounging under the sun, tossing
. The beach goes from the water far back inland to a residential road. I park in front of a condo along the street and cross to the sand. Everyone I see is now playing a
. Beautiful sparkling blue water and white, white sand. Then all my fellow students and teachers arrive. They put on a
ceremony of sorts: we all gather around a little circular
and put paper cups floating in the water. We are doing a
by seeing who picks the odd numbered cup. Everyone's cup is numbered 9, which I take to repeating over and over like in the
": "Number nine, number nine, number nine..." Finally someone draws the #1, a girl I know named
Sayed. We look into the pool to see whose cup has the most water in it. I grab mine back and take a swig. Ah, it's a beautiful day.
I like it!
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