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2003-04-29 - 11:50 a.m.

last night: Initially, on a board, trying to find rational roots to find the eigenvectors. BLARGH MATH OD IN MY VEINS DOOOOOO#%J#@%HO@% dreamt i was taking a class in vegas... rode my bike to the class, looked around, quite confused... realized that i wasn't actually in the class. so i left...

in some kind of lobby area, giant see-saws and acrobatic devices.. aaaah!!

I rode my bike home.. looking for tropicana avenue. next thing i know, the landscape is this cascading, vibrant multicolored scene, pulsating, with occasional giant penguin heads emerging from it.. Kind of a kaleidoscope of rainbow colored refractive molten lava with forms arising here and there.... Great, I've really lost it this time. Keep pushing on in the vibrant landscape...

end up on the beach, what the fuck? pelicans hovering above... Entered some kind of portal. I had no idea what happened. little children running around, naked and laughing...

Someone flies me to western India, on the Pakistan border. I am some kind of world peace speaker, and I was supposed to meet with a terrorist group. I arrive at the convention area... the group is there, with guys running up and down the stairs, waving machetes, yelling "ALLAHU AKBAR!!!" I meet up with them in a room, we're all sitting cross-legged. There is the group and various diplomats.. i say

"Guys, you need to calm the hell down. We are one planet; one people, one flesh. who do you think you're killing?? What do you think you're solving?"

Their faces lit up - I managed to reach them... Realization dawned on them. The diplomats were cheerful, and asked me questions. I was done, and left in the middle of their questions

Later, I came to pay my respects to them, but they were in separate rooms praying to Mecca, and curiously enough, had little naked toy women straddling an ironing board during the prayer (???)

I'm in a cul-de-sac with some friends.. we are building little devices just to mess around. Tanks come up and down the street.. Some military figure gets out of one and yells at us for blocking their passage

I'm with my mom - she came with me to India - but i want to leave, urgently. She wants to stay another day, maybe check out some sights. I am extremely eager to leave and insist that we go. She's really upset about that.... I wander around the streets, find some people, share a joint.

Inside my house, staring outside the front window, awaiting... well, I'm not sure

 

 

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