i was in a strange town near a school. my sister was there, and some others- i think my dad too. we were all sitting around a picnic table and my sister was holding a giant geode. the whole thing, inside and out, was covered with incredible long purplish gray crystals. some of them were so long and thin that they swayed in the breeze like grass, making little chime sounds. where my sister held it and ran her hands over it, some of the crystals had broken off. she gave me one. it was thick and hollow and filled with some kind of liquid. around us, all of the buildings were covered in crystals and little succulents. i tried to photograph and video tape it, but people kept getting in the way and interrupting me.
later,
i was on vacation at a beach house with some friends. my sister, aunts, and their daughters were there too. my aunt had brought a very tiny dog and I had a bunch of cats with me. jasmine was there, among others. it felt good to pet her. i wanted to go out swimming, but nobody wanted to go with me. i went myself. the tide had gotten so high that it lapped right up against the house. i saw a pair of sandals getting washed away and went in after them, but instead of sandy beach it was all rocky tide pools. not wanting to step on anything spiky, i turned back. the sky was oddly gray.
i lit a bunch of candles on the mantle.
later,
i went on a trip with some others. it was kind of a long trip, like to scandinavia or somewhere. first i took a plane, and when i got to the airport a man was waiting for me. he took us to a ferry launch. it was in the middle of a huge open-air market. we didnt have time to check it out, just walked through to the ferry. it was beautiful, kind of like a renaissance faire, with little fairy lights everywhere. after the ferry, i think we took a train or caravan or something. our destination was a little town in the woods. as we walked through town, we passed a schoolyard full of strange beings. some looked human, but looked somehow two-dimensional and had bluish-gray skin. others looked more mythical. one glowing green and yellow with giant ram's horns on its head. there was also a glowing purple centaur. they looked like holograms. all were nude. the children of the school regarded them familiarly, as if there were nothing odd about their presence.
on the way home, i was watching a music video garitt made with is band (his girlfriend and some other guys). the video followed them skateboarding and biking down a narrow path- at first on the side of a mountain, then suspended in the sky. as it spiraled down they did tricks and sometimes fell off the edge into oblivion but then appeared back on the path later. when we got to the bottom suddenly it wasnt a video anymore but real. the path ended suspended over the water and everyone was jumping off. the path turned into a boat, and as the others urged me to jump from the water, it began to capsize. i jumped and it toppled over with me.
on the way back to the plane i had time to check out the little ferry town. next to the market area was a big grassy meadow, with ultra green grass that ran up the surrounding hills into a dense forest. it was full of groups of people. i decided to go for a run. i ran across the clearing and up to the top of the biggest hill, the edge of the forest. standing there was an all-white horse. i knew it was a unicorn. i tried to approach it but was repelled by an invisible force. the horse turned and stared at me. i continued on my run around the clearing and decided to make the loop twice. on my second pass by the unicorn i saw that it had been joined by another horse- this one gray with shaggy fur covered in mold and moss. behind the two horses was a wolf. i didnt stop, but continued down the hill. the wolf gave chase. i ran along a ridge with steep slopes on both sides, too steep to run down. the ridge dead-ended and i was trapped. i hid behind a log, and hen the wolf caught up, i hit him with a glass carafe full of water, like we use at work. the wolf attacked me from over the log and every time he lunged i hit him with the bottles (i suddenly had two). finally he gave up and i escaped back into the town. my mom was there and i told her about the journey.
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