A Very Strange Revery

Afternoon nap - January 15,2002

	As the dream begins I have the odd sensation of reading from a book of which I am fabricating the words in a stream of cossciousness. It is a horror/sci-fi novel that takes place on an ocean liner in the desert and I realize I am to be the victim for the yet unfinished final scene.
Simultaneously, the book is being shot as a movie but instead of taking place on an ocean liner in the desert the movie set is a tall labyrinth of cloth set upon a green hillside where floating cowboys battle a giant monster resembling a Rancor action toy from Star Wars.
	My little brother is creating the animation for the movie with a modified Captain America action doll and a roofless doll house. I ask him to tell me where a party is which he explains in a very complicated manner. Following the warped map in my mind I arrive at the "party" which turns out to be the fated final scene of the movie though this time it is in a labyrinth of waist-sized bushes. I lay down to hide from the monster which turns out to be a small old man in glasses and overalls but nevertheless he roars terriffically and dramatically lifts me off the ground to eat me or whatever. After the scene is finished I ask to see the dollhouse and discover it is also a film projector. I have a "remembrance" of creating a fractal animation and watch in amazement as the dollhouse-projector animates a vivid and complex fractal series on a chalk-board in colored chalk.

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