Thursday, July 03, 2008

Beautiful dream


I go to Alain's house [Caprice]. It looks like a bungaloo. I walk in and hang around for a while. We're supposed to go out somewhere, I'm waiting for him to get ready. I walk down the hall where I hear some noise. I go to the window and I look down at this amizing beauty. I'm up 6 storys and right on the shore. I can see the big blue ocean immediately under me and there are HUGE fish just swiming and having fun. When I say HUGE I mean HUGE. I though they were whale but they weren't mammals. One of them did one quick move of the tail and was miles away. I was in awe in front of this beauty and strength. They almost looked like needle fish but giants. I tried to look at the mouth of one of them and it looked like a prehistoric fish. I then looked down and I see that it's a hotel. There are people on the floor below looking down as well. I say "isn't this beautiful?". They agree. It was David Wechsler. I walk back and look around at the different rooms in the place. You can tell it was done by a very creative person. The hotel doesn' have a beach per say and it's located somewhere hidden where noone would want to be. There are many rooms in the place. I walk back and Alain is getting dressed. I walk outside because I wanted to take a closer look at the pool. It was huge but there was something odd. In the deeper end of it there was, underwater, a jacuzzi. I just didnn't understand what a jacuzzi was doing under water. Alain tells my that the owner is a gay man and I say "of course, only a gay man could have so much taste". I walk to the shore, there are people swimming and I see so many fish, it was amazing and they were all coming so close to the shore. I had nothing to feed them with so I go back to the place to get some bread or something. N'djamena and her friend [dont' know] were at the place. On the table I find, bread, cake and boxes and boxes of yellow crystals like they were grown right out of the box. They were all aligned like a tray of wheatgrass, you know?

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Thank you Gaia

Thank you Krishnamurti

Another dream


Alain [Fiston] is driving the car. Dominique, Kian and I are in it. We get to a point where there will be traffic. I don't know this place. It's completely foreign to me. We take a detour on the left. Kian and I get out to find out, on foot, if there is another way. We get to this peer like building and we walk and walk until we reach somekind of corner.
I can see the water. We're six story's up. I hear a gun shot. There is chaos. I grab Kian and get closer to the window. I see the ocean's surface and I think that if trouble comes into the room, we jump. I can see across to the other window. I see two white men, older. One of them is holding his left shoulder. He's bleeding from the gun shot. I can see the bleeding hole. He's holding the gun thought. He looks down and throws the gun into the ocean.