Thursday June 3 2010


DREAM: I’ve been put inside a large vault with different corridors and rooms – pitch black dark, no way to see anything. I’m in competition with another man – we’re supposed to kill each other. I’m hiding at the far end of the vault, totally blind and feeling the area around me. He’s near. I hear him slowly maneuvering through on my side of the vault. I find an opening and quickly escape to the outside where there is light. He stumbles out behind me. I yell out, “I win! I win! I beat you.” We’ve forgotten about the hostility we’re supposed to have towards the other and work together to figure out where we are – in some kind of school hallway. Cockroaches are crawling on me. It being so dark inside the vault I guess gave reason to believe it was infested with bug creatures. After picking the bugs off, we press on around a corner. All of a sudden, I realize we’re involved in a level from the computer game, DOOM. The room is spaceship-like with five doors. I have some sort of futuristic flashlight and I’m shining it over other beams of light next to each door. Every time I do this, there is a sound. I continue this for each door hoping one of them will open. We walk closer in. A door to the right of us is already open. I hear the roars of the imps. They run out and attack us. I have a gun but I can’t seem to use it just yet. Trying to press pause on the keyboard… ☼☼☼☼☼ Still dreaming – recalling the dream I just had to someone detail by detail.

I open my eyes at 4:05 p.m.

Breakfast: Hot Oat Bran with Cinnamon, Brown Sugar, Blueberries, and Milk. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin E, Alfalfa Grain.

Meeting Dave at Barnes N Noble in Pembroke. Right when I walk into the entrance, there’s a big stand with a guy selling Nooks, the digital book pad.

Lunch: Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Oolong Tea. Peach.

I sell a mattress to a lady and then three more mattresses to another lady.

Eating Rice with Edamame and other misc vegetables. A few beers.
A good night of social delight.
At a certain point at the end of Lo.La’s set: a spontaneous dance escapade – a spirit of unity – a moment that was “pure and true,” as said by Hayley.

After the show, a big group of us go to 67th street – all of us swimming – rather than having a day at the beach, we have a night at the beach – enjoying the fresh fellowship with others – feeling the salty bite from the cool ocean water.
Sitting in a circle by our cars.

Back at the house, with Emmanuel and Leisa – eating Bagel Bites.

Picking up the party garbage around the house and the yard – cleaning thoroughly.

Sipping hot White Green Tea and eating a Kiwi. Browsing the photos from tonight.

Sleep around 7:30 a.m.

[i] Image by me.


Anonymous said...

its too bad everyone you know (yourself included) is so fake

James Robert Smith said...

wakey wakey fakey fakey
realism leads to nothingness