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Mon Jan 15 2001 at 0:10:27
A Long Night
Watching an
avante garde
stage play with
Genery
. We have to leave a few minutes before the ending and we've been instructed to exit the building by going on stage and walking out through the back. We comply and are congratulated by the cast and director as we make our exit. Hired for a
babysitting
gig
by one of my
CS
professors, we stop by his house beforehand to pick up the kid's favorite toy: a large monkey with a tin drum. It's pretty late at night and the
prof
is sleeping soundly as we sneak in the front door.
Genery
comments on the fact that he's an enormous human being. We pick up the toy but accidently awaken the man. He's not upset and engages us in conversation for a bit. While we're talking, a faint voice comes from the front door asking for food. Somehow we know it's a
ruse
and the prof runs into his room for a gun. I jump down the hallway thinking
Genery
will follow but she stands there
dumbfounded
. I grab her and push her down as a dark shape appears in front of me and makes a quick
gesture
towards me. I feel a little prick near my arm and continue my movement of falling to the ground. Once there I feel the area with my other hand and discover I've been stabbed and am bleeding
profuse
ly from the left side of my chest. I am able to communicate this much to
Genery
before I pass out from blood loss. Dream ends.
Sitting on a bench, a friend of mine appears, David Shue. I haven't seen him in a long time and he
berate
s me for not staying in touch with him. We then join a group of people, including my dad, and drive to a nearby house. I am forced to drive a
manual shift
car which I am a little rusty at, nearly getting into an accident as I attempt a
u turn
in the middle of Farmer's Lane near the freeway
onramp
. We arrive at the house and are greeted by the actor
Christopher Plummer
. The other people I'm with depart, leaving me with Plummer and his secretary. They tell me they're going to make me into a movie star and begin to take digital photos of me. There is a live feed to a workstation on the desk but it's going through some
realtime
transform and my face looks like an alien's head inside a metal cage. This gives me the creeps and I back away. Plummer shows me a digital pad with slides of computer generated girls, as if to
entice
me. I keep backing away and Plummer loses it, shouting
metaphysical
curses at me which imply that he knows I think this is a dream but I am sadly mistaken. Fire then leaps towards me and catches my shirt. I stumble out the door and run down the street. I have the rare
existential
fear of the
lucid dream
er who encounters a
self aware
dream demon. As I catch my breath I wonder if it all wasn't an
illusion
, as his threats had implied, if my whole waking world wasn't actually the
fantasy
and this
horror film
the reality.
My girlfriend
's roommate stands over her sleeping form and asks me, "Does she always wear
ear plug
s while she sleeps?" In my own bed, I
shrug
in response.
Between dreams: I glimpse the background dream machinery. I witness the dream
compiler
physically assemble a
reality
from the dream
source code
.
Swimming in a river near
Yreka
,
California
with my friend Adam's entire family and my friend
August
. A cardboard display has scanned photographs of Adam's brother Erik's new baby boy,
Sage
. Everyone is so proud and happy for the new addition to the family and this river party is to
commemorate
the event.
I meet
Mario
at a closed
gas station
at the top of a hill near some railroad tracks. He drives up in his white
Suburu
and I tell him I'll meet him somewhere else in town. He agrees and drives back down the hill. I climb in my white
Ford Escort
, eyeing the locals across the street at a
convenience store
, and follow him down the hill.
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highway
bloated
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Diana, Princess of Wales
Princess Diana
debris
sidewalk
convenience store
Pavement