I had a dream the other day that I was working for the government on a rather secretive project involving time/space travel, and the planet Jupiter.
Yeah.
It seems that my wife and I were living on IO. But in any case, there was a glass dome covering the entire satellite. It was night time pretty much all the time, save for the very bright orb glowing in the "daytime" sky. It was something akin to the late summer Harvest Moon -- except it was the sun.
The temperature seemed to be a constant 65 degrees F, and it was just like living on earth, except for the conspicuous lack of people, the eternal darkness and expanse of space before me, and the quiet. My mind was able to resolve a kind of quiet that I'd never before experienced. It was amazing. The one thing that my mind keeps drawing a picture of, is the convenience store/gas station type affair that I was walking out of -- with nothing. I didn't buy anything; for some reason I was there. It was as normal a convenience store as you'd find anywhere. There was a gruff "handsome" lady working the checkout, all manner of beef jerky, cigarettes, beer, and candy.
Oh, and the green rocks.
At some point, I picked up a handful of green rocks -- about the size of #57 stone, which bears a striking resemblance to this:
It seems that my wife and I were living on IO. But in any case, there was a glass dome covering the entire satellite. It was night time pretty much all the time, save for the very bright orb glowing in the "daytime" sky. It was something akin to the late summer Harvest Moon -- except it was the sun.
The temperature seemed to be a constant 65 degrees F, and it was just like living on earth, except for the conspicuous lack of people, the eternal darkness and expanse of space before me, and the quiet. My mind was able to resolve a kind of quiet that I'd never before experienced. It was amazing. The one thing that my mind keeps drawing a picture of, is the convenience store/gas station type affair that I was walking out of -- with nothing. I didn't buy anything; for some reason I was there. It was as normal a convenience store as you'd find anywhere. There was a gruff "handsome" lady working the checkout, all manner of beef jerky, cigarettes, beer, and candy.
Oh, and the green rocks.
At some point, I picked up a handful of green rocks -- about the size of #57 stone, which bears a striking resemblance to this:
Except they were green. Think: Kawasaki Corporate Green
And it was as if they were powder-coated. They had a thick, clean, plasticky quality about them and they were everywhere.
It was hard to not ask, "What the hell?" as soon as I woke up.
It was hard to not ask, "What the hell?" as soon as I woke up.
1 comment:
I don't remember my dreams all that clearly. Very interesting. Very, very interesting.
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