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wolven7I'm in the basement of my great-aunt's house, in DC-- which is where the kitchen is-- and Rob is there, and we're drinking soda's out of the fridge. We're trying to figure out which ones are safe to drink, and which aren't. We finally decide, and Rob goes upstairs, and outside. I know that he's dead, cause the world is ending.
I'm in an arcade, amusement park type thing, and i'm trying to get as many tickets as i possibly can, for no other reason than to have them. I'm walking around with this girl, and we're playing ski-ball. As we finish, there, we move on to the whack a mole game, and there's this shoddy Ring Master, behind us. It's like the guy wanted to be a Ring Master, but the only gig he could get was this Two-Vat freak show. He starts talking to us, about the wonder and the mysteries of the universe, and the girl and i decided to have a look. There is, in one vat, the one closest to us, something that doesn't allow itself to be remembered. It is like a mermaid, only Not. In the other tank, is a mermaid. She beckons us over, and starts Asking us if we like her, and if we think she's pretty. At this point, i am Alice, and the other girl is Dorothy. Dorothy and i walk onto the platform, next to the tank, and she starts talking to the mermaid, and saying that she's very pretty. I start screaming "You're not real! None of this is real!" and i fall on the ground, holding my ears. All of a sudden, the quality of light changes, and i stand up, with this bemused look on my face, and say "See? not real.." and i start trying to put my hand through the vat.
We're down in front of the vats, again, on the midway floor, and it's time to go out, into Wonderland/Oz. We've done this, many times before, a la "Donnie Darko," but somehow, we keep ending up here. Dorothy and i are the same person, now, but i'm still standing next to her, in her head. We say, as we look out over the country side, and towards a house, in the distance, "Hold on a second." We walk off to one side, look at the curtains that are now covering the back half of the midway and give it a Regal look, and click our heels together, three times, saying "There's no place like home," in this kind of bored, rushed tone. We run off, and, this time Toto is with us.
We get outside, an we can see the tornado coming to take us home, and we know that the bridge, across the stream, to the house, is going to be out, because we destroyed it, the last time we were here. So Toto says that we're going to have to swim for it. We jump into the water, and start swimming across, and Toto says "There's the house!" and we start running for it. We know that, once we get to the house, we'll either need to go in, which i kind of don't want to do, or we'll need to keep moving. The front door is locked, and when We get to the back Gate, there's a fence all around it. Behind the fence is this squat purple thing with a crown and a sword, looking kind of pathetic, but dangerous, nonetheless. Dorothy and i are trying to figure out what to to, when Toto, who is now a knight, in white and blue armour, rushes out, jumps the fence, and starts fighting with the thing. We get in to the back yard, and we see the thing, with it's own wooden sword sticking out of it. Then there are little 2-D, hollow cross-sections of the thing, made out of wood, standing around, all over the place. i'm out to go into the house, and my hand is on the door-knob. There's a feeling like the end of the world. Tot says that we don't have time for that, because the Tornado's almost here. So i say, "What about him? He's just going to get back together like he always does." So we decide to chop all the wood into little bitty bits, and burn him. So we start to burn him, and the tornado has been polite enough to wait, while we do this, and the little bits keep running out of the fire, and all over the place. We're worried that he's going to make more of himself, but we have to go through the back fence, and get to the King.
We're with the King, whose throne room is a combination of everywhere we've been, in WonderOz, and he has something that looks like a combination Telephone, 1940's style intercom, and a typewriter. It starts ringing. The King picks it up, and everyone can here the voice of the Purple thing. It's talking about how it will be back, and that it will never stay down, for long. It's voice is the voice of Anthony Hopkins. Then it starts looking at something and trying to figure it out. It says "This is just a string of ones and zeros... but if i take the place value, and move it up.." And then he starts counting, and talking in Binary, then Hexadecimal.
I'm in an apartment, and i think i'm by myself. There's something on the news about shootings, and their relation to books. My doorbell rings. I go to open it, and there's this girl, and she starts speaking, without looking at me, and she says "Hello I'm with a government tallying service that is trying to figure out the nature of the materials that have been read by public dissenters, and i was wonder if i could ask... Oh. Nevermind, i already know what you read." and she starts to walk away, after seeing who i was. I know that she thinks that i'm some sort of radical thought-terrorist, and that it can be blamed on my reading American Gods, and Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. I call her back, and ask her to wait. I try to explain to her that the things i wrote and did at Grady were an acting out of aggression, in a period when i didn't understand the power that i had. I tell her that, since then, i've started writing much more constructive things, and trying to help people understand and grasp the universe. At this point, Kim walks out of the house, and the girl says "I didn't even know she was in there," and i say "neither did i." We watch her walk off, without a word, for either of us, then we go back to out conversation.
Elizabeth, from school, says something really important to me, and shows that she actually Does want to be my friend.
And, again, the layers upon layer of symbolism. The Anthony Hopkins thing was very odd. The fun art about that dream was that everything that played a part, except Alice, Dorothy, and the Settings of WonderOz, was mentioned at some point in my day, yesterday. It was simply mutated, and morphed, for the sake of my dream life. Heheh,
Anywho, i'm off to finish reading the e-mails, and try and get some shite done today. Ta ta
Day Dream
I'm in an arcade, amusement park type thing, and i'm trying to get as many tickets as i possibly can, for no other reason than to have them. I'm walking around with this girl, and we're playing ski-ball. As we finish, there, we move on to the whack a mole game, and there's this shoddy Ring Master, behind us. It's like the guy wanted to be a Ring Master, but the only gig he could get was this Two-Vat freak show. He starts talking to us, about the wonder and the mysteries of the universe, and the girl and i decided to have a look. There is, in one vat, the one closest to us, something that doesn't allow itself to be remembered. It is like a mermaid, only Not. In the other tank, is a mermaid. She beckons us over, and starts Asking us if we like her, and if we think she's pretty. At this point, i am Alice, and the other girl is Dorothy. Dorothy and i walk onto the platform, next to the tank, and she starts talking to the mermaid, and saying that she's very pretty. I start screaming "You're not real! None of this is real!" and i fall on the ground, holding my ears. All of a sudden, the quality of light changes, and i stand up, with this bemused look on my face, and say "See? not real.." and i start trying to put my hand through the vat.
We're down in front of the vats, again, on the midway floor, and it's time to go out, into Wonderland/Oz. We've done this, many times before, a la "Donnie Darko," but somehow, we keep ending up here. Dorothy and i are the same person, now, but i'm still standing next to her, in her head. We say, as we look out over the country side, and towards a house, in the distance, "Hold on a second." We walk off to one side, look at the curtains that are now covering the back half of the midway and give it a Regal look, and click our heels together, three times, saying "There's no place like home," in this kind of bored, rushed tone. We run off, and, this time Toto is with us.
We get outside, an we can see the tornado coming to take us home, and we know that the bridge, across the stream, to the house, is going to be out, because we destroyed it, the last time we were here. So Toto says that we're going to have to swim for it. We jump into the water, and start swimming across, and Toto says "There's the house!" and we start running for it. We know that, once we get to the house, we'll either need to go in, which i kind of don't want to do, or we'll need to keep moving. The front door is locked, and when We get to the back Gate, there's a fence all around it. Behind the fence is this squat purple thing with a crown and a sword, looking kind of pathetic, but dangerous, nonetheless. Dorothy and i are trying to figure out what to to, when Toto, who is now a knight, in white and blue armour, rushes out, jumps the fence, and starts fighting with the thing. We get in to the back yard, and we see the thing, with it's own wooden sword sticking out of it. Then there are little 2-D, hollow cross-sections of the thing, made out of wood, standing around, all over the place. i'm out to go into the house, and my hand is on the door-knob. There's a feeling like the end of the world. Tot says that we don't have time for that, because the Tornado's almost here. So i say, "What about him? He's just going to get back together like he always does." So we decide to chop all the wood into little bitty bits, and burn him. So we start to burn him, and the tornado has been polite enough to wait, while we do this, and the little bits keep running out of the fire, and all over the place. We're worried that he's going to make more of himself, but we have to go through the back fence, and get to the King.
We're with the King, whose throne room is a combination of everywhere we've been, in WonderOz, and he has something that looks like a combination Telephone, 1940's style intercom, and a typewriter. It starts ringing. The King picks it up, and everyone can here the voice of the Purple thing. It's talking about how it will be back, and that it will never stay down, for long. It's voice is the voice of Anthony Hopkins. Then it starts looking at something and trying to figure it out. It says "This is just a string of ones and zeros... but if i take the place value, and move it up.." And then he starts counting, and talking in Binary, then Hexadecimal.
I'm in an apartment, and i think i'm by myself. There's something on the news about shootings, and their relation to books. My doorbell rings. I go to open it, and there's this girl, and she starts speaking, without looking at me, and she says "Hello I'm with a government tallying service that is trying to figure out the nature of the materials that have been read by public dissenters, and i was wonder if i could ask... Oh. Nevermind, i already know what you read." and she starts to walk away, after seeing who i was. I know that she thinks that i'm some sort of radical thought-terrorist, and that it can be blamed on my reading American Gods, and Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. I call her back, and ask her to wait. I try to explain to her that the things i wrote and did at Grady were an acting out of aggression, in a period when i didn't understand the power that i had. I tell her that, since then, i've started writing much more constructive things, and trying to help people understand and grasp the universe. At this point, Kim walks out of the house, and the girl says "I didn't even know she was in there," and i say "neither did i." We watch her walk off, without a word, for either of us, then we go back to out conversation.
Elizabeth, from school, says something really important to me, and shows that she actually Does want to be my friend.
And, again, the layers upon layer of symbolism. The Anthony Hopkins thing was very odd. The fun art about that dream was that everything that played a part, except Alice, Dorothy, and the Settings of WonderOz, was mentioned at some point in my day, yesterday. It was simply mutated, and morphed, for the sake of my dream life. Heheh,
Anywho, i'm off to finish reading the e-mails, and try and get some shite done today. Ta ta
Day Dream
