Thursday, July 23, 2009

Dream 10/7/2009

(These couple of days I was sick. I don`t know exactly what it was, but I had some flu-like symptoms. I think this added to the visceral nature of the dreams. They really were powerful, and generally unlikeable. Very lucid.)

I`m walking into the market. I need a bus ticket to Otavalo, Ecuador. The market is 2-Dimensional. I am 3-Dimensional. The only thing I can buy is bunches of herbs, of fresh spices. Then I have to sell them. I finally figure out the dimensions problem. By sleeping sideways, I am able to interact on their dimension.

Then, I realize I can`t sleep well because my blankets only speak Spanish. Evidently, I do not speak well enough to manage with a Spanish speaking blanket.

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