I Rarely Remember a Dreamy December!

The night before last, John Tiberius Lusk and I stayed up till 7 or 8 a.m. preparing the presents for our upcoming Christmas party. During this time I consumed three RedBulls so I didn't fall asleep till about 11 a.m.. Here is a slight account of the mindless, trippy trips of the mind that followed:

I can hope to only scantily translate the surreal imagery of my dreams into the fixed language of reality. All I remember of the first set of visions is that I, or rather, my conscience, for I did not feel at all corporeal, was floating in space. Meanwhile, I was sending my concentration out to specific points in the universe, and from each point grew a circle until all the circles, deriving from their respective points, met and formed a sort of plane. At the time I felt as if I carried within myself a thorough knowledge of how the universe is operated and that I was using these newly formed planes to measure the cosmos itself! How difficult it was to awaken from that dream!

For lack of originality I'm forced describe the other inert adventure as a "dream within a dream", in which I was describing to Ol' Tiberius a dream which was forged of a series of forgotten events that ended in the kicking of my shoe into the air. My shoe then landed on its toe-end, but instead of falling further to the ground with gravity, it remained upright on its toe-end and began to slowly twirl as if possessed by the foot of a bodiless ballerina. Finally, having observed the afore mentioned event, I noted to myself "my sole is unsettling", which I fear may have been a pun.



Something possibly worth mentioning is that later in the day I watched Stefan Warner play some silly internet game, which was composed of moving dots that expanded into circles and met one another. This eerily reminded me of my firstly described dream and brought me to the brink of freaking out.

DONE!