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A bunch of dreams, and then some more dreams. Dreams within dreams. Is life itself a dream? Why are these all called Dreamscapes, anyway? Who are we and where do we come from?
Dreams (25/26)
September 26, 1997
Choose a different dreamscape
Dreamed I saw EZ at the bus station. Knew he was coming in and went w/Dennis (?) to meet him: big mistake. Just plain error. I was speaking in incomprehensible fragments w/someone. Later sat w/older people and ate phenobarbital-laced raspberries as someone across the table painted the Mona Lisa upside down and in enlarged detail using only a rubber stamp and other not usually artistic implements. The women spoke Spanish. One said, “Voy a tomer.” Another was high on the phenobarbital. Which is where I wanted to be.
There was a sporty car w/a Burger King roof