Posted on August 9, 2010 in Dreams
I’m in a strange combination of a laboratory and a candy store. A scientist sits at a table experimenting. I praise his operation, then fall to the floor. In a trance, I push myself cheek-first around the brightly-splashed Rorschach bottom while various people follow me around, marking my movements and prognosticating on their significance. The movement gives me a sense of euphoria and I keep at it for what seems to be hours. My dance of face to floor takes me into a large garden with cypresses cut in square tops and layers. At a street corner I see a large fire-engine/steam tractor waiting to be charged up. I pirouette madly down the street, turning colorful corners along squares thronging with people until I come to an endless, colorless alley. I stand up and flee back toward the garden.