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DREAMS FROM THE MIND OF MATTHEW JAMES

PHANTASMAGORIUM

A DREAM WRITTEN BY HIS OWN HAND UPON WORDPRESS

This is an account of a dream where the Prophet and The Baby are driving to an unknown location. A few words were said; that was all. Now why in the world does the Prophet feel it necessary to share this dream? We may never know. 

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Downtown 

1 I was driving a truck with The Baby in the passenger’s seat. It was raining outside. He looked at me and said, “You know, you can speed up your wipers.”

2 “Yeah,” I said in irritation, “I generally don’t like them going too fast because it’s annoying. Every time I do set them to high the rain stops. So I just leave them be.”

3 By looking at our surroundings, it appeared that we were in downtown La Jolla. But we weren’t, we were somewhere far from there. I could just feel it in my bosom.

4 Then the rain cleared and the sun came out, but it wasn’t quite tomorrow yet.

5 We came to a fork in the road. Wasn’t sure which direction; I asked The Baby. He had a map, and he said, “Go right, because if we go east we all get infected with bubbles.”

6 I wasn’t sure what that meant, but I listened, and down a hill we went.

7 These things I say in the name of Pentameonus, thou ascendeth!