2003-09-10 - 12:01 p.m.

WOWSA.

DREAMSCAPES: Some kind of electronic music festival/carnival.. lots of nonsensical happenings. I run into Joey - Canadian Joey - breakthrough of awareness for a few dream minutes.

"Come with me."

We go behind this dumpster.. an alley somewhere. I say, "Look around you." I snap my fingers. We are in some kind of field, blossoms raining upon us. He looks around quite shocked - snap my fingers again, now we're suspended in space, stars sparked in resplendent brilliance, us rotating as if we are newfound celestial bodies. "Every form - every appearance - is another dream. Dream whatever you wish." We both laugh...

Walking around a kitchen, I notice there's an extremely outdated toaster. Hmmm? I look in a mirror - holy shit - I'm George McFly!! 1950's era George McFly. Wow. Need to find the Doc... I find him, Doc what the hell's going on? how am I in this body? Some quick adjustments & scientific operations and i'm floating through the circuits of time... End up back at the carnival - who ? am I Marty now?

Another night - Suzuki Roshi with me - but you're dead Suzuki, how'd you end up in my dreamspace? Flattering you visited me from the dead just to hang out! thank you! We are sitting in a small room, full monk garb/robes on. Japanese women come to us and say random things smiling & giggling then leave. I have no idea what's being said.. I ask him to tell me a few common phrases, i.e. "how are you?" "my name is..." "nice to see you!" etc. He explains that spoken Japanese is contextual, there are no common, accepted phrases such as those. So sometimes to a random person you would say, "My shoe looks nice." He's just fucking with me I think. Ha Ha! You coot.

He wants me to give a small talk for the next day.. there is a small convocation at whatever location we are staying at. He tells me to prepare, I need to watch Audrey Hepburn movies all night. (??????) I gladly oblige; he gives me a whole stack of flicks to watch... I take off.

I take a break from the onslaught of film. I step outside... there is Suzuki, standing on a sidewalk completely motionless. I get the impression he's been there for hours. I'm silently laughing.. a policeman comes up to him.

"Sir, youve been standing there for like - 7 hours. You have to go now."

Suzuki, "I'm going to stay standing here."

"Sir you have to leave...."

"Why? I'm going to stand here for a few more hours."

Eventually the cop gives up. Suzuki notices me watching, and we laugh hysterically. This goes on for minutes... He finally crosses the street, wraps his arm around my shoulder and I wrap my arm around his, and we walk off, doubled over in laughter & hysteria...

Merrily merrily merrily merrily life is but a...

Thank you, deceased or not, all Beings for visiting my dreams.