Makyo in My Mind
hallucinations of the unconscious eye
The half-forgotten
Other half of my short life
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Sunday, November 23, 2003
 
We Can Afford It
8-12-1997

Breaking into a building, government, with a woman whose appearance keeps changing from significant female figure in my life to figure. We enter a room where an old, six-armed woman is lying under some covers. We steal some documents from somewhere and stealthily make our escape. Once we're out on the fire escape off the roof, we look at the view -- it's DAYTIME! (SUPER RARE!) All we see is ocean -- we're high up -- some city buildings, and the beach. The documents we have are worth millions. The woman now looks unlike anyone I know in real life, but she's still tall, pretty, and blond. I put my arm around her and inquire what we should do with our money. She suggests spending the remainder of the day and night in the 5-star hotel on the beach. We can afford it.




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