Inaudible mumbling, poorly mixed background music, and a very high host going on nonsensical ramblings about the passage of time and dreams. Yep, I'm back to being experi-mental for sure.
When I was younger I had a dream that my house was alone in the middle of a field of tall, golden grasses. There was an even taller fence seperating my house from the the field. In the dream my frisbee went over the fence into the tall grass. I climbed over the fence to get it. From the top I jumped down expecting solid ground but instead I was met with deep marsh waters filled with hungry, biting snakes. The snakes swarmed me and dragged me deeper into the water. I saw that the fence extended far into the blackness of the deep water. I clung on and began the drag myself up against the current of biting, hungry snakes. I broke the surface of the water and caught my breath. That's when I saw it, slithering across the surface of the water, a two headed snake. Knowing that even while seeing it that I still could not belive it I knew that no one else would believe me unless I took it with me. I freed one hand, clung close to the fence with the other, and grabbed it in a fist. I started my journey up the fence but one head of the snake started biting me. I pinched that head between my thumb and knuckle but then the other head started biting me. I switched to pinching that head but the head I had released started biting me again. I realized this two headed snake was a two handed job. Focused soley on bringing this unbelievable thing to the world of unbelievers I forgot all about the fence and let go to clamp down on both heads. I had conquered the two headed snake but I lost my grip on the fence and began to sink into the water where hungry snakes were waiting to prey on me. While being pulled into the blackness of the water both hands clamped on the two headed snake, feet clinging onto the fence for dear life, I knew I had to make a choice but that's when I woke up. The dream was presenting my waking self with a question to be considered. Do I let myself die trying to show the world the unbelievable or do I relish in the fact that I am one that gets to see and experience the "unbelievable"?
I hope you enjoy ;)
Background music; Yanti Bersaudara - Anggrek Merah -1971- (Cassette, Bali BL 5070), Indonesia https://archaicinventions.blogspot.com/2020/02/yanti-bersadaura-anggrek-merah-1971.html?m=1
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