My Dream Schedule

8:00 am - Die.

9:00 am - Die.

10:00 am - Die.

11:00 am - Die.

12:00 pm - Die.

1:00 pm - Die.

2:00 pm - Die.

3:00 pm - Die.

4:00 pm - Die.

5:00 pm - Die.

6:00 pm - Die.

7:00 pm - Die.

8:00 pm - Die.

Yeah basically death is on the agenda.

in other news, i dreamed i had fins. and gardening was involved. then we haunted something.

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roll around, grit your teeth, type a bit, work a little

try to try to sleep

8:00am hate the man who spoilt the plan

11:00am lift the fog from lunchtime liberties

7:00pm karaoke with Stu and Kass

9:00pm horse of a different color altogether

9:05pm whisper a secret to a duck

9:06pm wtf dont questing me mofo

11:00pm the butler and i "do it"

7 - neck with Scotty

8 - taco tyme!

9 - where have all the flowers gone

10- sleep. damnit I'm tired

21 - Talk to corn, fight with potatoes, its turkey day almost

35 - hit the bricks with Papa Martino...he's so swell

98 - will you love me when I'M old? Hmm? I never asked you.

325 - stutter til the bricks break on the road

12 - Alarm call.

Reek of FullJoy.

I never was there for him ever.

1. It's not about the nectarines, kid.

1. Were you really interested when I spoke?

1. What if I didn't ask?

1. How is it that canopies never speak?

1. Why am I smiling?

8am: - wake up, act without choosing.

9am: - realize my capacity for hesitation rushes me in life

9:47am: - start to dither

10:46am: - clap my hands at the breakfast table

10:00am: - resonate

10:46: - continue again from now

11:00am: - feel out the situation with time

noon: - get rigorous with sound

1pm: - collect data till blue in the face!

4:17pm - go by a hunch, then flip a coin?

6:00pm - sip from my tea pond with my gold galapagos turtle

7:09pm - read zenrin poems to the fallen leaves

8:00pm - seek affinity with the mind

9:00pm - realize everything is connected

10:48pm - praise the chirping birds outside

11:30pm - liberate myself from culture

midnight - fall asleep under the dining room table

I lived in a house where the second story was a lofty kind of place with areas you could see down to the first story. Like the one I'm in now, but it was a different one then. So I woke just now at 3:30 am to tell you that there was a noise in the backyard in the dream. It was 3:00 am in the dream as well. There was a 3 year old boy out back, he had a bloody nose. He'd walked to the gas station down the street from his house a mile away and gotten lost, ended up in my backyard because he thought he saw some toys there and he was scared. I called his parents who's number was 333-3333 and they laughed, not panicked. I took him home in my car that ran on a blender motor. The santa ana's started blowing this week. Feels so familiar, every year.

so there were bricks under my feet, and this cat walked in front of me but it looked at my face and smiled. I smiled back and it disappeared. Too bad.

Then this homeless man came up to me and asked what I was doing in this part of town. I told him I was meeting friends for PHO. I asked him then if I could photograph him, and he replied "for $5 and a book, you may". I declined, he walked away. I was carrying neither money nor books on me that day, shame...really.

i stopped in the coffee shop, and you know who was there. He spit a diamond at me, I looked at it on my shoe and then the waves came crashing into the windows. It got all blue green in the room, like in the YMCA when only the pool lights are on and its pretty. I felt like a fish in an aquarium. We sang songs the rest of the day and at night, we plucked white lights off of strings and tied them to the tails of the tiniest birds!

Went home, we fell asleep, and I wrote about it in my lucid waking.