Dream-journal kept while fasting in segregation.

From April 3^rd to April 21^st, 2006.

Night of April 3^rd- had sex with (but not quite) with black girl on countertop - native lady in makeshift flying contraption flys over crowd of people gathered at at waterfall - visiting nephew in a room, on a sheet were 3 bugs I had never seen before - Selina was there for a moment.

Morning of April 4^th- Cliff and a girl come to visit me in jail by scaling walls to fourth floor, they make friends with guard and he lets them in to visit.

Afternoon of April 4^th- Hitler type (young) and frien join government with hopes of taking over, they get found out, the friend pleas with Hitler about dangers of fascist corperate agenda, Hitler forsakes friend – desert scene, old german WW2 car speeds by (to give image of wartime), then pan to a group of guys with camels (some are riding) in a pure sand desert, praying loudly and stopping the caravan to pray, pan ahead to see a storm coming closer, go closer to find the storm brings rain, it is beautiful. I wake crying.

Night of April 4^th- in room where I grew up with nephew, house surrounded by swat/ninjas from 2 opposing organizations – was in Janpan with platoon of (my) men, escaping using much James Bond type gadgetry, met women that attempt to charm with black magic, escape them – I’m Conan (the Destroyer) in battle, Grace Jones was there – driving through haunted boonies/backwoods of central Alberta, turns to winter, push car up hill, haunted house on top of hill, safe house on side of hill, safe house invites us in – going through city with mother and sister, mother stops to kiss old boyfriend, I leave to go admire doughnuts and burgers – party at Vince McMan’s (WWF) house, he is rude to Tom Cruise, Tom and I go exploring, find massive toy room on other side of hidden doors.

Night of April 5^th- at mother’s house in car in driveway, two Trans-Ams pull in, one has a trailer with two bicyles or motorbikes on it, older black couple get out of car with trailer, 30-40ish yr old black guy gets out of other car, trys to charm nephew with McDonald’s coupons – in stadium with stage, on stage is ancient contraption, I explore and examine contraption making something click, section of floor in stadium rises to reveal tons of gold, just as quickly as it rises it starts to sink in a floor of water, I jump over last remaining gold piece to the door, get outside, couple of muffins sitting by door, I grab one and start off, a woman comes out for a coffe break, I get the feeling that this was her muffin, I return it, she gives me two smaller muffins – back at mother’s place, with sister, apples on crab-apple trees are inflated with elephantitus, though soft and mushy, I conject the nutrients in the soil are almost used up, notice most apples have big bites out of them, I am reminded of a large moose I once saw eating them and became quite concerned with the brutally apathetic way colonialism treats non-human life.

Night of April 6^th- took place in a fictional par/parking lot where Crystal Court Motel is located – someone had a fancy new van/RV – goth kids wanting to learn from me – BC Tourism spies everywhere with drinks in hand to sow bad reputation for all the hang out with – finding beer and sherry – very pretty girl with a world of recycling on her back not knowing what to make of me – sitting in lawn chair finishing iced coffe, see Thunderchild across the road – old-dave is wearing almost perfectcamo cloths.

Night of April 7^th- at Victoria harbour about where float planes dock, strange large slot maching contraption where different moods/personalities mix and match, as I watch Mephisto (from South Park) gets out of one slot to be replaced by a characature-ish Spiderman, machine gets turned on, on billboard that shows result purple non-characature Spiderman is shown with cheesy cheesy rock and roll music thumping loudly, I find this really amusing, then find myself in a ‘New Kids On The Block’-type video, I enter bombed out cement hallway with couple of friends on our way to a really serious basketball showdown, I wake at this point noting that my brain is sometimes very funny. Back asleep- rusty equipment filled dock or deck, Richard Boyce smiles and nods hello then begins doing bamboo stick kata – on large old fancy luxury yaught (one that has been at the Causeway for a while now- white with hardwood decking) and began exploring, find my way to lower back cabin to see out the window where there was a large picture of the ‘Queen’ of England set up in a deck lounger, then turn to find uncle Dick setting very elaborate bone china dinner set with soup and steamed rice balls of some kind, I find a mucusy stretched-out slug-slime in an olive, then wake wondering what the hell my uncle has been cooking… I fall back asleep – this yaught is at sea, sea is rough and boat finds itself at a refueling station, I help dock at it even though I’m weary of helping this boat – large comic drawn monster guy sitting in pool/hottub/hot spring, he has many protrusions (like elongated big pimples) and muscles like the Hulk, he is tense so I start massaging his shoulders, his skin turns red, he yells and turns around very distaught, he shrinks down to just a skinny head and most of the water turns solid (mybe ice), so I go to other side, I keep telling the other dude to ‘focus on the singular’ and he turns into a baby seal – I go back of boat and and have my jacket constantly tugged by a girl from behind which brought annoyance, get to back of boat, a few people, lots of electric toys (playstation with lots of games) and an old man dressed up like the ‘Queen’ going around with a pitcher of iced water and pouring little amounts on unoccupied seats, I get the distinct feeling that this boat may be a boat of loonies.

Night of April 8^th- in busy pizza shop looking for table scores, find some, pizza shop now empty except for table that has young street friends, one friend dances for the video camera I seem to have, we all go to this fellows house, smoking lots of marijuana, dog has a joint in its mouth, I try to light it with a few different lighters unsuccessfully, I notice out window a bearded fellow I know has pulled up and is motioning for me to come down, I tell the guy whose house it is and he asks me to hold on a moment while he prepares a package, I’m given large (foot long) buds to give to the guy outside, whom I cannot find – streets are busy as a movie is being shot, I sit off to the side and chat with member of the movie crew suggesting I could be their own personl Tony Robbins, I tuck marijuana away, not caring about finding the guy.

Night of April 9^th- turn to see friend Carrie and her infant son Azurite playing on the floor, Azurite is reall happy to see me and starts crawling really fast over to me, halfway to me he stops and stands so he can show me how goodhe can walk – in an East Indian soap opera where the point is inspired improvisation, looked like a gang was going to beat a guy and he was shouting ‘how is one guy ever going to take on all you guys?’, I told him to find the right lever.

Night of April 10^th- helping deliver Christmas presents from some church, long line of people pushing shopping carts up hill (they’re all delivering Christmas presents), someone gives me a present, I go through some Christmasy checkpoint and some girlguard suspects me of stealing this gift someone gave me, Sierra is also manning gate, I kiss her on her forehead to let her know I hold nothing against her for this lack of innocent presumption, then instantly snap to a massive Star Wars figurine shelf in a toystore, I look at it for a while then wake – some ornate music hall or gallery, come inside, it’s busy, start up stairs, Paul Burnside comes in behind me, I wait for him then we poceed up stairs, we pass Leo DeCaprio (whi has a chainsaw) he says ‘hey’ – same building, upstairs, girls choir singing, one girl has sour look and starts walking over to another girl that she doesn’t like to ‘accidentally’ dump a tray of some sort of berry torte on her, I watch the berry torte in slo-mo for a while – Paul and I reach the top of stairs to find we missed the meal, Leo Decaprio shows up with a watch that can stop time – Bird sanctuary in park, a group of birds sing in unison, I conject it has something to do with the parrots, news channel shows up – Tasleem is posing for camera in hedge row, 2 other girls are talking about how I feel about her, Tasleem comes close to the girls and the one that is talking substitutes Mary Jo’s name for Tasleem’s so she might not suspect she is being talked about – I am Mathew Modine’s youger brother and I’m telling him how he’s going to be a mildly famous movie star, I tell him he’s good in a movie called Full Metal Jacket, he tells me he sort of knows because he’s been time shifting a little himself lately – Grandma’s house, nephew has a gumball machine with different sized balls inside, I hope that some might be candy rather than gum as I am hungry.

Night of April 11^th- moment of feeling like I was walking through the grounds of somecampus or something – in a bathroom (new and fancy) that had a large new TVs in it all turned on, playing a Star Trek movie, Mortimer was there – catching a lift in a school bus (or ex-school bus) to my place (well, actually, it’s my mother’s, though the place where I’ve most often refered to as ‘my place’), friends Emily and James had just gotten there as well, they were excited to be there, I go for a walk, the first direction I take I remember floods seasonally so I go to the road, it’s busy and a couple of friends are hitchhiking down a ways, a large white fence is knocked over and laying on the road, when large trucks go over it there are sparks, I sit on log beside road, girl arrives, I close my self from her and become annoyed, drummer Lucas walked by to catch-up with the other hitchhikers.

Night of the 12^th- outside praries, friend Earl and I get on some futuristic feed contraption that delivers hay to different fields, it shoots long and fast and straight, with barbwire fence on both sides, it is a fun ride, we stop and I brush against cowshit stuck to the fence, shit turns out to be cut strips of cow flesh, pan up a little to find we are under a tree full of just-ripe crisp big apples, I pick one and have a bite feeling joy – with friend James looking at sketches of different superheroes that Jeff Miln drew, other camp people look too – park/pinnic area, ‘dark-elf; David is angry ranting, Shane is behind him, people by picnic table are sitting inside huge clear bag of popcorn, Shane joins them, I have a few handfulls, I put on cap then another hat on top getting ready to drive a small minivan/tourbus, in mother’s driveway ready to go on road playing with fancy laptop computer, I take off fast, hit the ditch on the other side, am knocked out, girl from Harry Potter is screaming to wake me and anxious about people eating some tainted chocolate/candy, she gets in van and uses computer to alter her face – I am fitted with space armour and gun, come into a living room, voice in my ear teaching me about new abilities – some guy berating a girl upstairs, Milota and Tessa and another girl are distressed, we go to bottom of stairs and I go to take care of it, I tell the girls not to worry, that my gun has a stun setting, I shoot the guy then come back down, girls have an air of the trauma of thousands of years of subjegation, my heart goes to them.

Night of the 13^th- me, a Brad Pitt/Val Kilmer-type guy and Karma find a messy junky’s apartment in an underground parkade, needles everywhere, some old dumpster scores (I grab some boxes of tea bags), the others want to tidy but I have no compulsion to – Maybe Andrew and I go to a house/apartment where somebody has a closet full of flutes and a bunch of flute enthusiets, I play a large floding flute with fur on the outside (it sounds like an ob) – Andrew, an oldman and I come across a mafia run parkade death-match rollor durby ring where people beat and murder each other to get the prize, pictures being taken of prize killings – Val Kilmer-type is arriving somewhere by ferry and notices guys waiting for him with guns, he pulls a ‘James Bond’ and disappears, the men waiting are from the mafia (who are pissed because they’ve been found out).

Night of the 14^th- scattered – Gord Downie was on a bus with me – Liz and kieth were hanging out and I ate a large yummy chocolate chip cookie, Liz said she though I didn’t eat in jail, I woke before I could tell her it was a dream – few hundred friends gathered in library courtyard, Rejean plays guitar – small town, tornado coming, I grab nephew to get out of the way, tornado passes directly over house that Wolf is building, the house is destroyed but Wolf is fine – in library, there are a few young and old ‘king of Siam’ type guys wondering about – someone attempts putting Wolf’s house back together but Wolf freaks, saying they’re doing wrong.

Night of the 15^th- eating tasty gravy covered meatballs that have have been human testicles – conversation with a darker skinned Jim carrey guy who was juggling hackysaks, I said something like ‘beware wearing someone else’s skin because God has a nasty way of making trees fall on people – on a construction site, foreman and worker are ‘Porky’-type rednecks using prison labour, one prisoner keeps shitting themselves and foreman is berating him, I spit on the floor with contempt and say it is demonic what is happening here – Tomiko, myself and another are at side of road, there is a full length magic mirror floating just on the shoulder, it got smashed, we find a shard and it still works, we are transported to a beautiful sunny day beside a brook in a green green forest, there are other friends there and we are inspired to put stepping stones across the brook, the water is temperate – TV news broadcast, Shorty and other young street guy with baseball bats, standing over some bodies in a playground, I perceive that someone died to stop a gang of some sort – Centennial Square, cool dogs, street friends, Karma, Allan Lowe comes outside for a smoke or something, We all say hi.

Night of the 16^th- back of pickup with Tessa and large buckets of peanut butter and bread, Shebib is driving and we are turning off the highway towards my old house in Blackfalds – I’m telling Ron Howard a story – sitting passenger backwards on a motorbike, there is another bike chasing us, wintery and dangerous road, other bike almost catches up then spills – bad aliens disguised as the Monty Python crew are plotting, I find a mask (green superhero mask) only to find it cuts my vision – driving through suburbs with Andrew and Eurom (and Eurom looks really flashy big furry collar bright coat), we stop to look at house, a pink house, I comment how pink is the color of compassion, Andrew comes sprinting back to the car with a large black dog chasing him, it gets his leg just as Andrew gets to the car, pulls him out with much rage, Andrew is screaming, I get out of car and interject, Andrew gets back in the car – in backseat of car with prim 40ish year old lady driving, we travel through mid-upper class neighborhood, looking at all the bright and pretty houses that have been done up for Christmas – I go on a field trip with nephew on a school bus – in house with a few guys, living there I think, eating 2 cheese bread with lots of butter, one guy says I’ll be released early because I smoke – in room where I grew up, Mimi and Kate (from the Drew Carey Show) show up, I offer them the last of the chocolates and clean the coffe table of it’s dirty ashtrays, then I eat more cheese bread – Sarah shows me little heartshaped business cards that offer the services of a guru for only $90,000.00 a pop.

Night of the 17^th- mountainous backroads, being harnessed and climbing up to a very high bridge, voices keep repeating how dangerous it is, then walking down path and get stung by an abnormally sized hornet right in the middle of my spine – down at harbour, there are pirates around – some junior high or high school, there are security guards walking around, I berate them, I carry some guys crutches down stairs for him, fast furry dog chases after car pulling away – enter ‘recovery house’ of some kind located at the house at Antonio’s church, an older Elijah Wood was my friend, he turned into this fellow and it looks as though he’s getting up to go give a baby a bath or something, I follow, he goes outside then I lose him, he may have gone into the church (which is now a blue bus with a large ornate gold and brass ballon, I look around seeing that this was a dream, the began to fly slowy up, bus flys away, I follow, I’m a bit clumsy cause I’m still learning, land not far away, statue falls over, a big biker comes over to try and be real threatening, same fellow is standing behind him, there is a conection between the statue, Tom Brown, that fellow, and 4 daggers that apparently hold back the ‘enforcers of the future’ or something like that.

Night of the 18^th- glass office corridors, a game show where the host is holding a giant spider that would get into defensive posture every time people would applause, a woman came out and was about to kiss it – another room, I had a spider on my shoulder, I knew they liked potatos so I bent down to one and it stepped right onto it – downtown Vic. Beautiful gothish girl with kneehigh boots and transparent butterfly wings, she just stands for a while and I look at her, she walks away and a lot of people follow her – sitting a breakfast table with Tessa, eating porridge, she says something about a friend from Sicily doing something for 7 weeks – walking next to bricked building, good music playing but am too weak and tired to dance – sitting hunched on top of desk tapping away on computer, the computer reset itself – There is much abundance of food and I waiver back and for the between cold ceral and porridge.

Night of the 19^th- in casino, playing craps/roulette, sharing chips, place bet on double zero, berate a couple of guys, one begins to strangle me with an iron grip, I claw and scratch and struggle to no avail – at house where I grew up, cousin Jen is there, there are sleeping bags set up all over the place, there are boxes of classical music, there is a painting looking from the head of a table at a full formal dining compliment, maybe a hundred people sharing good fellowship with a fancy fancy meal.

Night of the 20^th- in classroom in St. Ann’s, teaching 4 students, I say to peter I AM St. Ann, then there was a film being show, a few old people watching, TJ made thick carrot parsnip stew, she was happy – I was sleeping just inside the second floor of the chapel when I hear Alby outside raging about how someone was going to feel a reckoning – I look up to see a few people and cops walking quickly towards the back of the building (at this point I enjoy that my dreams take for granted my nested occupancy).

k- that’s it.

Love you all

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