The late afternoon sun today was a glowering dull yellow evil eye peering out of ragged shreds of torn hair clouds. Walking into the grocery store I looked up at a giant American flag flapping in the wind, and stopped, because its flapping seemed to go into slow motion, then the curling edges would speed up again, like my Time was a tired organ-grinder who couldn't keep a steady beat anymore.
Two nights ago I dreamt my reality was at the end of a long, dark, cork tube. The light at the end was about the size of a quarter. I could barely make out a smiling female face and blonde hair, and as I watched I started to move closer to the end of the tube. But when I made it to the end I saw that the face was really laughing demonically with sharp pointed teeth.
Posted by Alan at September 20, 2003 08:05 PM