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04:21:2002 Entry: "DREAM"

DREAM

I dreamt I was on the Colorado State campus. It was winter and snowing, grey and late in the afternoon. I was walking up some steps in platform shoes and was afraid I'd slip. I had been in some classroom with a former friend from junior high (not someone I'd rather know now). I didn't know if she recognized me, but she did keep staring at me, but then again, she always was a starer. A group of people, including me, went into another room where a lot of Stan's relatives on his adopted mom's side of the family were. We sat down on chairs or ledges at the edge of the room. The former friend sat down next to me, still staring. I think I spoke first, introducing myself to her, asking if she remembered me. She looked at me more, and said she did remember me and said I didn't look a day over 42-60! I didn't know whether to take that as an insult or if she was just kidding. (IRL, when we were both about 12-13, she always said I had the body of an 8 year old and a face of a 24 year old...but then again, that was during my heroin chic days. She had little room to talk...she looked like F. Murray Abraham.) Then we were presented with this strange box of lucite cubes. They were like playing cards, but dimensional, arranged like chocolate candy in the box. Each lucite cube had writing in them, sometimes astrological symbols, as well as what looked like gems. It looked like art I would make, like my tarot deck, but different, more transparent. We were asked by Stan's aunt to select a cube. When I pulled a cube out of the box, one with a green gem, the gem turned to amber. It was most magical. That all turned to disillusionment because when I selected the cube, Stan's aunt started reading some sort of Biblical thing, like a modern-day Bible translation. I then realized I had accidentally gotten into some Christian Bible Study. But wait, it got worse! When asked to pick another cube, she then told me that she needed $20 to go on further! I didn't have that kind of money to spend for something I didn't want to do anyway. I started reading the small print on the cubes and somehow found out that that course or study or whatever even got into pornography. Last Testament Porn. Jesus Porn. It was hideous. What the heck was I doing there?