Dream

Posted on May 14, 2005 in Dreams

I drive to a family party at the home of an elderly black grandmother. Then I must find the route again for a group of people in a bus. Though derided by others, I show them that I know the way.

Then we go to another house. There is a high ridge across the road. It has been raining. I approach the cliffs, looking for a way up. The others watch and comment on my search. I locate a slot canyon and enter it. On the other side, I discover that the rains have washed away much of the ground and formed several temporary natural arches. I call for my friends, but they aren’t interested. There are fathers with their sons looking at strange insects which come out only when the rains are heavy and leave puddles. In some places, tall trees hold up the ceiling. I walk until I come to a condo development and turn back.

My cotravelers have started to have a party. They take off their clothes and begin crawling all over each other. Some tiny yellow bananas fall off a potted plant onto them. They turn into starfish — a strange cross of fuzzy brittle stars and regular star fish which crawl about on a film of water suspended over my head.

The parents of these young people arrive and, through some therapy, restore their children to health. Most look normal, but one girl comes out of the treatment area with three large breasts. They gather in the back of a large truck trailer. One oaf who was not infected, brings one of the yellow bananas into the room. The others scatter. When the banana shows signs of exploding, they all shift into another dimension and then quickly shift back, evidentally because it is less safe there. The banana explodes and — against my hope — infects someone who has already been hit rather than the troublemaker. The bearded young man explodes and glows. He reanimates himself, but when you look at him, ripples obscure your view and his countenance is that of an angry, confused god.

I reach forward and tear my way through this into wakefulness.