Thursday, 17 November 2011

dream i will never have #1:

kidnapped. benevolently. blindfolded, but otherwise unburdened by my captors, led towards the insides of a mysterious vehicle.

eventually, inevitably, the countryside. led into a building with a vast echoing chamber. after encountering various delights to the senses (mild dronings, aniseed placed on tongue etc.) veil is lifted to reveal a large room, entirely empty and white, in its centre a spiral staircase leading downwards. i am compelled to investigate.

at the bottom of the steps an enormous network of teeming underground passageways, a series of secret cities, their thoroughfares and byways thronging with pedestrians and stray cats.

i wander for some time. linger in a cathedral built from antique clocks. pay for a shave in a barber´s shop replete with tropical fishtank. come across intriguing unknown publications for sale at a street kiosk. discover a boutique selling only single sentences written on scraps of cardboard.

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