Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Dreams

So many shirts. All different designs, mostly black and white. Is this a game? How do we decide who gets what? Whose shirts are these? Why are we taking them? Why are they so big and all long sleeved? They look cool but I don't need them and I don't know if I'd wear them. Do we place bids? How can I help her get the shirt she wants?
I drive thru a mountain town. Streets so small. I have to turn around. I pull off the rocky road and go up a steep slope to a grassy ledge. I wait for cars to pass. I turn sharply and almost fall off this ledge. Then I have to go uphill on this rough road. My car sounds bad. It takes all its power to start moving slowly. Runners come toward me in slow motion. I hear a deep male voice over about the women's bodies. Some of their clothes disappear like he is in control giving a presentation. I see their breasts bounce in slow motion. A woman in the front is very fit and attractive. There are some old fat women growths hanging off them. I think I'm in southern Europe.
This is a strange movie, like a game. Three famous middle-age male actors play the three smartest cities in the world, Alexandria, some other sandy place, and maybe D.C. for some reason. They emerge from the earth shaking off dirt with buildings around their heads. They fight or something on a sort of stage of the world where one foot is about 100 miles... It looks bad.

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