Last night was a parade of
strange imagery that would have made Philip K. Dick and Kurt Vonnegut
proud.
I remember a kind of Reality
television program akin to Joe Schmoe.
One contestant reminded me of the
depressed divorcee who goes to McDonald’s after Starbucks closes, for the Wifi.
He was ousted from the show. It
took hima while to get the news.It was too late for him. He had all ready
fallen for some trap.
Towards the end of the dream, I saw
a nother contestant, a somewhat clueless alien of adolescent temperament and Multiple Eyes,reclining his head on a couch, in repose.
I
announced, as the Host,that ‘That’s
a sight I always wanted to see’,or, perhaps, something to that effect.
Just before waking, I saw someone
with a third eye.
dm.A.A.
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