I dreamed I was a telepathic teenage unicorn with five hearts, each of which contained a different mode of intelligence. One gave me the wisdom of a crow, another the consciousness of a human, and the others the smarts of a turtle, wolf, and dolphin. (My brain was the location of my unicorn thoughts.)
I found myself in the High Desert of Yellow Tulips, a place whose name didn't match its qualities. It was really like an ocean, since it was crammed with millions of unnaturally sturdy flowers whose waves and currents carried me along.
Two companions were with me—my lesbian twin, an untameable dreadlocked zebra named Flux Luster, and our best friend, Outrider, a petite crocodile doctor with the most elegant hands and arms in the Dreamtime.
As we rode along on the top of the tulip waves, we sang a song. The chorus was "We believe in nothing so we can accept everything."
Once we passed a buoy with a sign that said, "Beware of Insane Joke-Telling Kittens."
We weren't scared in the least, since we had packets of wizard pollen that we knew we could throw on the kittens and thereby make them sane.
Finally we came ashore on an island where a mad scientist in a purple frock coat and orange pants was gazing straight up as he clutched three test tubes full of bubbling green liquids. He was exasperated, and seemed to be arguing with an unseen presence above. The words he kept repeating sounded like, "You said the spray from the waterfall would be the last ingredient!"
Then a giant hand reached down from the sky. "That's God," said Flux Luster matter-of-factly, and I believed her. The fingernails on the divine hand were painted cherry red and there was a blue band-aid partially covering a booboo on her wrist. God was apparently delivering a gift. She set it down on the beach just a few feet away from us.
Was it for us or for the mad scientist? It was a miniature pink Ferris wheel with six yellow canaries riding in the cars.
To be continued ... by you. Keep dreaming the tale onward: What happens next?
{from Rob Brezsny}
I found myself in the High Desert of Yellow Tulips, a place whose name didn't match its qualities. It was really like an ocean, since it was crammed with millions of unnaturally sturdy flowers whose waves and currents carried me along.
Two companions were with me—my lesbian twin, an untameable dreadlocked zebra named Flux Luster, and our best friend, Outrider, a petite crocodile doctor with the most elegant hands and arms in the Dreamtime.
As we rode along on the top of the tulip waves, we sang a song. The chorus was "We believe in nothing so we can accept everything."
Once we passed a buoy with a sign that said, "Beware of Insane Joke-Telling Kittens."
We weren't scared in the least, since we had packets of wizard pollen that we knew we could throw on the kittens and thereby make them sane.
Finally we came ashore on an island where a mad scientist in a purple frock coat and orange pants was gazing straight up as he clutched three test tubes full of bubbling green liquids. He was exasperated, and seemed to be arguing with an unseen presence above. The words he kept repeating sounded like, "You said the spray from the waterfall would be the last ingredient!"
Then a giant hand reached down from the sky. "That's God," said Flux Luster matter-of-factly, and I believed her. The fingernails on the divine hand were painted cherry red and there was a blue band-aid partially covering a booboo on her wrist. God was apparently delivering a gift. She set it down on the beach just a few feet away from us.
Was it for us or for the mad scientist? It was a miniature pink Ferris wheel with six yellow canaries riding in the cars.
To be continued ... by you. Keep dreaming the tale onward: What happens next?
{from Rob Brezsny}
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