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Dream Log: October 18, 2001 (person)
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)
by
stash
Thu Oct 18 2001 at 17:24:58
Black Widows & Satanists
I visit my friend,
Nicole
, at her
condo
. It's a one-story unit with a private walled-in
patio
out front. I enter the space through the front gate and approach the front door. After knocking, Nicole appears and invites me in. She tells me how she has a strange sore on her foot and how she'd just returned from the doctor, who told her it was something simple and obvious. She wonders aloud why her own mother couldn't identify it after examining it for an hour. We walk outside onto the patio and Nicole sits on the ground near the door, under the
frond
s of a large potted plant. I'm standing a few feet away and notice a huge
copper
-colored
spider
sitting in the plant a few inches from Nicole's head. Despite the color, I exclaim that there's a
black widow
. Nicole looks curiously at the spider but makes no move to distance herself. Then I notice an identical spider on another part of the plant behind Nicole's head. I point it out and she is still
nonchalant
. I, on the other hand, am quite troubled by the sight and retreat a few meters away--though I praise Nicole's courage. She tells me they're "interesting".
I'm standing on a patch of city
greenbelt
in downtown
Santa Cruz
. An
impromptu
parade
or
rally
is in progress and I watch the many faces go by. Distinct groups are easy to pick out because the members all dress very similarly. I see
Hari Krishna
s,
hippie
s, big dudes in
camouflage
and a host of other sights. The last group to pass catches my interest for some reason. They all wear shiny
cape
s in a dark-reddish
salmon
color. As the last member walks by I approach and ask him what his group is. He pauses for a while and a strange smile crawls onto his face. He looks familiar--like an
esoteric
-minded guy I met through the
Art of Living
course. He confesses
wry
ly that they're
Satanist
s. I smile back as I wonder about the capes--which gives me an idea. "Does
Satan
give you the gift of
flight
?" He tells me no, that the capes are just for show. It's my turn to smile wryly as I lift both feet off the ground and
levitate
gently in front of him. He's less surprised than I thought he'd be so I begin to swing to and fro in space. After a while he leaves to rejoin the march.
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