Capture the World on Paper.

if you want to do a God-sized thing, you need a God-sized God.

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the second time i woke up this morning, i woke with nightmares. i dreamt that my friend and i just watched a magic show performed by two magicians. After they went around to receive tips, i stepped outside and saw notes lying on the ground. i picked up money that wasn’t mine. first, two $1000 notes and one $5000 note, and i split it with a friend. then on the same spot on the ground, a $10000 note appeared. we picked it up, and stared at it. but i felt like something was amiss; so we continued staring at it.slowly, the notes started changing and decreasing in value.. they were cursed! so i quickly reached into my wallet to remove the $1000 note that was in there; but i had a scrap piece of magazine paper in it.. and there were some words burned onto it: YOU TOOK SOMETHING YOU DID NOT OWN; NOW YOU WILL EXPERIENCE LACK OF OXYGEN TRAPPED IN A GEODESIC DOME.

No kidding. A geodesic dome. What the crap is a geodesic dome. (Something that architect Buckminster Fuller was fooling around with.) And the dream continued…i started praying. Asking for the curse to be broken. We met a new character, who was like a messenger from God or something.. who told me to draw a line on a really long board. My friend was told to draw a line too. So we kept drawing lines, until eventually it looked something like this:

The entire board was covered in waves. And apparently that meant we were going to be tossed about in the ocean on the way to the geodesic dome. There was no way to change the course of things. Great.

Notice i said above that this was the second time i woke up. The first time i woke up, it was 5:47am and i felt really good and well-rested! But it was early, so i went back to sleep. Mistake. The next time i get up, i should get up.

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I had another dream before this one; that when i went back from Prague, instead of landing in Singapore, i met my relatives in Malaysia. Instead of the sashimi salad that i wanted, i got some lousy noodles. And instead of seeing Joel, my Aunt Jac said suddenly, ‘Joel is getting married in two weeks.’ ‘What??… My joel?’ ‘Yeah..Some medicine girl..’

Oh, let’s talk about nightmares, shall we?