2010

pdt

tue
jun
22

A person can get everything, so it's good to have a plan! My plan is to stay in contact with pleasure. That's it. Let the world take care of itself.

(Dream) David Daniels is driving the car, the two of us simply rolling along, taking it easy. He takes something and gives it to a beggar. It has nothing to do with me. What do I need? He shows me a little button, seemingly tying everything together, a whole world on each side. The button. I see the button. (Fin)

Half a day later, with my new upstairs neighbor, from Mongolia, outside playing basketball, little Pakistani kids playing in the backyard, peering in the door at me, Isma's new garden getting ready to sprout watermelon seeds, green-winged flies bathing in the peat moss & bat guano potting soil I bought her, Boston's All Classical WGBH, from three time zones away, streaming live music across the Web through my roommate's Wi-Fi connection in the next room via the iPad beside me, song birds outside adding bursts of chirps through two open doors, and a cup of black coffee that may need a little replenishment – Now it's cold! – with joy and pleasure inside and out, sense the button as a moderate sensation directly between my eyes.

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June 12th (Dream) My attention is being consumed by a series of false doors, in brilliant color, though false nonetheless. I look across to the woman in the front passenger seat of my car and she moves toward me, as if to kiss me. I leap out of the car! All right, let's try it again. I look across at her again, and she leans towards me and this time I let her plant her lips on mine. It's too hard. I can't communicate to her not to press that intensely. Well, anyway ... I finally relax and don't control things anymore. The little girls are playing in a party, and the blonde one comes across my path with her white underpants casually dropped down around her ankles. I lean into the bathroom and find a pool of urine on the toilet seat. I use a white napkin to absorb it and when the caretaker comes in, sop up the rest of the moisture and ask her if I can drop it in one of her receptacles. That was easy! We're about to take a trip! All eight kids are ready to go in a caravan, so I get ropes from the cardboard boxes with knots at regular intervals so they can hold onto the knots and walk along thus tethered. Four to a rope, one little girl has luggage, so I suggest hanging it onto one last rope, so four or five people can bear the support of her suitcase, rather than just her. (Fin)

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June 11th (Dream) I'm gazing at an App on my iPad, and drop down a back staircase into a tunnel beneath us. Immediately I'm grabbed and pinned firmly against the cool wall by a thug, who has access to the knife dangling from my belt. I look at him, and he looks at me, pinned there, and we exchange minds. He has eight black legs, I notice, crooked solidly against both me and the wall, like a spider. (Fin)

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