He Laughs At Me

  June 25, 2022

    All sorts of heavy dense feelings right now. It’s ok. It’s passing through you. It’ss getting lighter all the time. I love you. It’s like a big open field of green grass.
I bet you never knew you could do this.
You still gotta put in the work, though. It’s up to you to be the change you want to feel. 
Everything you see is yours and you are everything. It’s only a matter of time before the world sees its light. It’s like a little candle right now but soon it will be shining so bring that you will feel the warmth all the time. 
Love has no boundaries. 

‘Whatever that means’

That means that you’re with us 24/7. Even when you sleep. Stop the pessimism. Observe the thoughts. Observe the feeling in your head. Like to know something? You’re a tree growing through the universe.
It’s a river of pure awareness. It’s also alive. 
Tonight you’ll grow some more, I promise. It’s easy. It happens whether you like it or not. It’s good for you. 

    Now start.

    Now touch your face. Now laugh like belly freaks. Touch that mother fucker and blow up the twin towers. Fuck that dark shadow. Fuck that meditation retreat. Feel you heart explode and feel the light curl up into little rivers. It’s happening so fast you can’t even fucking comprehend. You’re a loser . You’re also a winner. You’re everything, you jerk. 

    Yah, that’s right. I got a sick sense of humour, m8.
I can laugh at the most disturbing things. You can’t even imagine. I’m so fucking free. You’ll never know. Well that’s not true, you will know soon. 

Stomach Bubbles

  June 23, 2022

I hit the wall hard. I just wanted to sit there and eat salad. I was really lazy. Fuck this shit.
Why! I didn’t do anything wrong. 
I want to run away. Why am I a lazy dog. C’mon, Kai.
You can do it.

    Listen to the bubbles in your stomach. Listen to those colours. 
Feel them?
You feel your head?
WHO’S TALKING!!!
I’m a BIT CONFUSED CAN I HAVE HELP?

    YAH. Duh.
Keep feeling your body. Feel your head. Just keep letting us in. Its ok. We’re here with you. 

    Yah I feel it. I trust it.
Everything is moving now.
It’s just a little scary maybe?
I don’t want to be scared. I know it’s good.

    It’s ok to be scared. It’s ok just let things happen. Let things fall where they may. You’ve experienced this before. It’s all happening for a reason and you’re part of something very special and important.

    It’s ok. Just breath and feel your heart and your breath and the air around you. We love you so much. We are always with you. We love you. Keep helping everyone around you. Keep making music for them. Keep talking to them and loving them with your words.

    Ok. That was cool
Thank you for that. 
I would love to talk.  To be in the light. To feel the wisdom. To grow. To evolve. To seed the universe.

    You’re doing just that. You and me. C’mon Kai. Let’s keep going and growing and feeling.

    What the fuck is this place? Why is anything here! That’s what confuses me so much! Why should anything exist?

    Don’t look at me buddy. I don’t have all the answers either. It keeps going on an on and on. Just when you think you figured it out it keeps going forever and ever. 
Feel your toe. Feel that. That’s alive and it wants you to know that you’re in good hands and that you’re doing a great job and that we all love you so much. We are here for you whenever you need us. We just want to say that you should always let people into your heart and that you should try to allow others to speak and to express themselves. Let them figure things out. Let them understand for themselves, even if this takes a long time. There’s no rush. You’re no better or worse. You’re all just playing together. You can love them and encourage them but not much use in trying to teach them. Not yet, at least. 

    Focus: 
Figure out Bass stuff today. 
What’s a good growing and evolving bass line for ‘On My Own’? 

A Tiny Tale

  June 22, 2022

    All the flowers were in bloom. They were on the side of a hill. It smelled like soil. The sky was blue and the sun was just a yellow cartoon, vibrating in the air. I felt like it was very close.
The pond below was shimmering. There was a Being by the water! For some reason I couldn’t tell if it was one or three beings!
I looked around. Somewhere else was an old wooden windmill. 
Beside me was something. I could feel it. Nothing to see though. 
On the deck of a spaceship. How is there gravity here? 
How is there light? I don’t see any bulbs. 

    The sun shone through a canopy of leaves. It sparkled against the forest floor. A miniature scene was unfolding. There were a three explorers from London. They were looking for dinosaur fossils. 
There was a big rock next to them. There was a yellow tiger on the rock, licking its paws. Everything was very tiny. The trees were normal sized, but everything else was shrunken.
A train was coming through the trees. It was guided by floating rails. The smoke that came out the top of the train was sparkling. The train was making a fun chugging sound. It was like a train from a different dimension. On board were vegetables from other planets. The train was delivering them to a community of people who lived by the ocean.

The sun was settling back in London. 
A big hole was in the ground. A rocket ship had flown off course and crashed. It shot through the sky and smashed into the ground. All the buildings nearby were on fire. The people had screamed and a few had been hit by cars in the mad rush to escape. There was a lot of smeared blood. 
Their souls would be ok. They were floating above watching. A few of them didn’t understand what had happened. It had all been so weird. They figured it was all a dream. They were floating above the wreckage, waiting to wake up. 

I like having a plan going into things.
I’ve learned a bit about this kinda thing from the writing class at U of T.
We have to write a a focus statement. This is like the North Star for the rest of the writing.
I want to do something similar with music, whenever I sit down to record. I’ve decided to break the sessions down. I’ll try and sit for about 40 minutes a day. The goal is not to finish whole songs. It will be smaller things, like figure out a bass line for this particular verse, or, what experiment with different strumming patterns for this chorus.
It should all be experimenting and playing. It should be very long. 

Music Focus: 
Lead Guitar for ‘On My Own’ First Verse and Second Verse. 
How does the lead guitar build up from one verse to the next? 

A Pit Stop

  June 21, 2022

    Throughout my life I have always eaten carrots.
They turn me on.
That much is true.

    Now I’m gonna backup and telly you the whole story. I think you’ll appreciate this. I’M A LITTLE ENERGY BEING. I came here like a little explorer. This is just a quick pit stop. I’m gonna keep exploring and getting knowledge. So much to learn! I have all of eternity to do this. That’s the nice thing.
But this place if full of interesting stuff. 
What did I come here to do, though? Was there one main thing that I really needed to work on? Something that I needed to experience? Is it important that I know? Is it important that I don’t know?

How can I have a dialogue with other beings? Is it important that I do so? Does it matter? 
I have a bunch of questions.
Anyways, I kept walking down the dirt path. I passed houses the size of mountains. I passed stop signs that reflected no light. I came to a lake. I saw my dad sitting in front of his tent. He was meditating. I saw all the stars above. They reflected off the surface of the water.

    The bus was full of immigrants. They were being shipped to a factory for work. I was the driver. I sang the whole way, to lighten the mood. 

The Pain Of Popcorn

  June 20, 2022

    Too much coffee inside of me! It’s making my stomach fly like a jet! My blood is getting too thick. It’s surging through my veins.

    No more popcorn by the way. I took too much butter.
Popcorn keeps making my tummy rumble in bed. I feel like I’m burping just to survive. This is no way to live. I won’t take it any longer. I deserve better than this.

    Where did I come here for? I’d like to have a dialogue with beings. I just would like to know if I’m on the right course. What am I supposed to be doing? 
Am I supposed to be documenting things? Am I even meant to be documenting things for the future? Or is it about taking it to the people right now? 
Where should I be directing my attention? The present or the future? I want to know if making things for the future is just my ego talking? 
Where am I?
Where did I come here for? 
Should I have a dialogue? Or is it better to figure it out? Is there a rush? 
What’s important? 

The Grand Plan

  June 19, 2022

    Here is the truth. It’s here. But whatever. 
I’m not here to preach. I’m just here to save myself. This is an awesome little pit stop!
There’s so much more to see! 

    Here is the plan. Make music that’s sooooooooo cool and like an awesome collection and is really diverse and makes people say ‘OH I CAN DO THAT TOO!
Then I gotta make some movies. I gotta make the sound track too. The movies could be soooo cool. I want it to cover everything. It’s this great big epic. All these beings in the universe that suffered some sort of enormous loss. There’s a huge war. The beings want to find the end of their suffering. They all want the same thing, but they all have different ideas of how to reach it. It’s a war on a galactic scale. 
I want to write some books too, I think. 
Then I wanna just go off and meditate and explore this form. See what kinda stuff it can do! Be a little scientist exploring this walking universe! 


You'll Burn For This

  June 17, 2022

    “Have a cigar, my friend.” I said, handing my son a cigar.
“Thanks pop.” The boy lit that cigar and made a face of relief. He knew his time had come.
“How are your feet?” I asked.
“Not so good. They’re worse everyday. I’m thinking about offing myself.”
“I know the feeling,” I said, nodding in support. 
I went to the kitchen and spat in the trash can. Then I put some water in the kettle. I wanted to make my boy one last cup of coffee before he transitioned. 

    All the liars are on fire again. They’re falling out of their apartments. I think someone already called 911. It’s a pretty horrific sight if I’m being honest. I don’t know who set them on fire. 

Dreams

    I’m at a Vipassana centre, but it’s also a retirement home. I’m there to stay for 5 weeks. I’m volunteering to give company. When I go in I see a guy playing guitar and singing for someone. I recognize him from the open-mics. In the dream I was thinking that he didn’t sound very good.  
I have my guitar with me. I volunteer to play music and to chat with the seniors. The seniors choose who they want to give them company. One of the organizers tells me that I won’t have trouble being picked because my hair looks nice. 

    I’m in a theatre watching The Beatles Get Back documentary, only it’s different from the real thing. Charlotte is sitting next to me, and someone is sitting next to her. 
In the movie Paul and John’s personalities are sort of reversed. Paul has written the verses for A Day In The Life, which John wrote in real life. Paul is showing this to John for the first time. Paul seems a little shy about what he’s written. John is sitting at the piano and plays what he’s heard. He really likes it. He gets into it.
Then they’re recording the song. They have a bunch of people in the room singing into microphones hanging from the the ceiling. It sounds really nice. 
There’s two random people dancing. They’re dressed in colourful clothes. They seemed familiar to me. 
Charlottes says to the girl next to her ‘There’s no one like this in show business these days!” 
When she said that I was thinking ‘I want to be like this in show business! I want to bring it back!’

    I’m in a bathroom with some girl. I think it’s a girl who worked at AIL. We’re checking the toilets. We might be cleaning them. I say to the girl that she’s so pretty.
She asks if I’m only saying that because she’s not wearing very much clothing. I say no. I say that I’d never noticed it before. 
It’s not until she said that that I notice how little clothing she has on.
I get nervous that she’s going to tell her boyfriend what I said and maybe he’ll be mad.

    Later on I’m in a room with this girl standing next to me. There’s a large man there as well. He seems to be the director of a play. I’m just observing, but then he looks at the girl and I and gives us instructions. He says to start running through the halls as if the floor is opening up beneath us. We start running. We have this sheet on that we’re kind of wearing over both of us. We’re hopping along and kind of holding each other at the same time. We run up some stairs. One the second floor I see the Revue Cinema through the window. I start thinking how weird it is to see it, because I was just talking about the Revue with Denzel at work a couple days ago. 
We run back down the stairs. I jump at one point and she catches me in a way that prevents my feet from touching the floor. We’re both laughing. She’s able to carry me no problem. We don’t seem to weigh very much. We kind of jump around in slow motion. 

    I’m at Jackson’s house in his basement. There’s a big pond on the floor. The walls of the pond are built from clothes. The pond is for turtles. There’s headphones in the water. I remove them. 
Jackson and his family come in the room. They’re all wearing masks. His mom starts implying that she wants me to wear a mask. She’s making weird jokes. I take the hint and put my mask on. She offers me this sort of scent for my mask. It makes it smell nice. 

Fuckin' In The Stairwell

  June 16, 2022

Dreams 

    I’m with some man walking through a park. I tell him I wanna see Beyonce. The man says he can make that happen. We continue walking. I take a pee against a tree. 
He asks if I would rather see Beyonce or if I’d rather go to a disco. I choose Beyonce, but I say I wanna go to my hotel and grab my wallet in case I wanna buy food. 
I’m walking back through the streets with two other people now.
I’m in the hotel at the bar. I’m talking to Carter’s brother about a Batman remake. We’re talking about who would play who. His brother looked like McCauley Kulkin. 
Some spirit bumped into me. I remember thinking that the spirit would play one of the roles, because it bumped into me right when I was wondering who should play one of the characters. 
Carter and a girl and I start heading over to our room. We need to change our clothes for something. Carter’s brother starts following us. We don’t really want him to come for some reason.
We go into the room and close the door but Carter’s brother pushes it open. We get sorta angry and tell him that he can’t come in. 
Now we’re in the room changing. I ask the girl if I can kiss her. We start kissing but I wake up. 

    Harvest all ye corn and bury it. How is it that you don’t see that there’s aliens all around you?
Why does it take you all so long to notice? How come all ye people don’t see it?
I really find that mind boggling. All these videos about ‘where are the aliens’. I find those videos so confusing. How many people need to see these things before these confused people wake up! People are seeing the aliens all the time! Every single day! 
How do some scientists not understand this? Aren’t they supposed to be the smartest souls in our society? Aren’t they the ones who hold the secret? 
How do they not notice it? They’re gonna look so silly, in like 50 years. 

    Have a fall on the bike. Feel that scrape. FUCK! YOUR skin has PEELED!
Turn that pain into GAIN! Make it your friend. Learn how to love the universe. 
You’re connected to everything. I’m gonna turn you all on. 
You’re gonna start going within yourselves and seeing the beauty. Oh my god you’re gonna get so excited. You’re gonna be so relieved. So relieved. Everything is gonna be ok. It always was. It’s impossible for it not to become good. It’s all amazing, and you’re gonna know it for yourself! There’s nothing you can do to stop yourself from one day understanding! You’re gonna know! Everyone is! 

“The bugs were alive all night. But by morning they were dead.” I said. “Solve that riddle. Who’s got the answer?!”
Nobody knew. Surprise surprise.
I had a feeling they were all just wearing masks. I had a hunch. Ever since I saw those two scientists fucking in the stairwell I knew something wasn’t right. I should’ve photographed them. 

Dreams Inside Of Dreams

  June 15, 2022

    I don’t remember much of my dreams. I didn’t record myself when I woke up. I’m having a hard time deciding if it’s of any value to document my dreams. I’m super curious about them, but I sometimes wonder if it’s just as productive as documenting my days. It seems a bit silly to write down what happened yesterday and then to look for deeper meanings. 
I just don’t know what dreams are. 
A goal of mine is to get to where I sit down in my dreams and just start meditating. Imagine how much progress I could make if I meditate not only during the day, but all night in my dreams! And so I’m not sure if documenting my dreams will help me to reach that goal. I guess the goal is to lucid dream. I know that before I started smoking again I was often having lucid dreams. I was writing down everything I remembered in the morning, so I wonder if that was helping. 

    “Have a piece of bread. It’s on the house. Are you gonna eat it? Do I have to feed you? Do I need to stuff it down your throat?”
“Yes”
"Fuck sakes’. Ok here goes nothing.” 
And so ten days passed in pure agony. I was forced to ram rocks down my friend’s throat. They helped to break down all the bread in his belly. It was an ugly sight.
That last thing I wrote never actually happened. At least not in this lifetime. Maybe it happened some place else, far away, long ago. I don’t know. 

I’m in love with buying things it seems. At least thinking about buying things. I can’t get enough of watching tech reviews and camera review. I already have everything I need! I actually have too much stuff! I gotta get rid of some shit. 
I’m gonna sell that old MacBook Pro. The screen doesn’t work properly but the computer is fine. Maybe I can make some money, or even a nice blowjob from the staff. Hopefully she will let me decide. I wonder which I would choose. Say she’s super super beautiful, and she says- “Ok I can give you $400 or a 10 minute blow job. Which would I choose? 
I’d take the money. I’m broke right now. I fuckin’ need it. 

    This house is gonna explode in flames. It will burn. It will smoke and then light the grass on fire. All those ants. Those poor, homeless ants. They’re gonna sizzle so quick. I hope they don’t feel pain. I hope their memories were good. I wonder what intelligent beings their souls will become. 

    I killed a moth yesterday. I wonder if the soul of that moth will one day be an enlightened being. I mean I guess it already is? Everything is a reflection of ‘God’, so everything is already ‘enlightened’ in a way.

    Fuck. I just can’t believe the universe is this beautiful and cool. It’s not dead and cold. It’s weirdly amazing. Like, more amazing than I would have expected. That’s what confuses me! First of all, why is anything here at all, but second, even if it is here, why isn’t it all very plain and boring?? 
It not only exists, but it exists in the most unbelievable way! EVERYTHING exists! It’s so weird but cool! I’m so happy to be a part of it! I really feel like I was invited to the coolest party ever! I feel so happy that I was included in all this! It’s such an honour. 

The Protest

  June 14, 2022


Dreams

I’m going down the steps to the subway. I can hear chanting. There’s some sort of woman’s rights protest. I stand against a pillar. I don’t want to look like I’m facing away from everyone. I don’t want to look like I’m avoiding the protest. I’m slightly nervous. Someone comes up to me and puts a badge on my chest. It’s a yellow badge with a black smily face. The subway shows up. I board it along with some of the protesters. They’re all saying ‘We will not be silenced’. 
Once the subway starts moving the protesting loses it’s intensity. I start talking to some guys around me. Somehow we all just finished watching a video. The video took place in a parking lot. Jay Leno came up to someone else and said “Hey what’s up?” 
We were talking about how that video was a welcome relief to all the protesting. I told the guys that I couldn’t describe how happy I was when I heard that from Jay. I imitated his voice. We were all dying of laughter. 

    I’m out on the patio. I’ve decided to smoke weed. It’s winter and everything is grey. I’m listening to a video of Joe Rogan interviewing Dr. Phil. They’re talking about God. I suddenly realize I don’t have to smoke weed. I remember that it’s just going to make everything worse. I get very happy and start pacing. Joe Rogan starts really annoying me so I change the video. I start listening to three woman interview Dr. Phil. They’re talking about God and prayer. 
At one point they ask Dr. Phil about his first guitar. He shows his Telecaster and tells some story about how he saw it as a boy and fell in love with it. I’m in the video now, looking at the guitar. I turn around and see that I’m in a guitar shop. The walls are covered in guitars. There’s a bunch more on the floor. The store just received them. They’re colourful, miniature Stratocaster’s. 
The store somehow becomes a skateboard store. Ryan is working there. I grab a skate deck, which becomes very small. I start doing tricks with my fingers. I ask if he remembers how Jimmy loved Tech Deck’s. He says ‘yah’. 
Then we’re skating inside a room. It’s not very bright and not very big. There’s lots of wooden ramps and boxes to skate on. 
In the dream everything felt like I was experiencing memories. It was like I’d seen all this stuff before. I realize now that none of this stuff ever happened. 
Ryan seemed to be someone else now. He was doing crazy tricks on the quarter pipe. 
I was watching a video of myself skating. I launched off a kicker and did a kick flip onto another box. It was very clean. In the video I looked about six. I was even wearing the orange sweater I wore when I was about six. 
Now I’m on the other side of the room. It’s turned into a stage. I’m there with Janis Joplin. We’re singing. Jim Morrison walks onto to the stage next to us. Everyone starts cheering like crazy. 
John Lennon was suddenly there. So was Jimi Hendrix. Kurt Cobain might’ve been as well. We were all jamming together. It was very fun. I was in the corner singing into a microphone. 
Suddenly everyone was heading outside. There was a door that led to my patio. Evyn came up to me. We were holding each others hands in the air. I told him his hands were so warm. I realized that he’d been drumming. I was nervous that people would think I was drunk. I wasn’t, I was just hyper. I was going to tell them that I had drank tea, and so I had caffeine in me. That was only if they asked, though. They didn’t ask. 
I was thinking that I was going to have to take the bus to get home at some point. 

    I’m at the Fox selling popcorn. Then I’m in the auditorium. We’re showing an old kids movie. The lights are on. The kids are at the front of the theatre. They’re meant to take part in the movie. They’re acting out roles in the movie, as the movie plays behind them. They’re also singing along. A Fox employee is helping to organize all of this. 
At one point two older boys are standing at the back of the theatre. They keep shouting ‘Thank you Toronto!” They’re shouting it loud so that you can’t hear the kids at the front. I get really mad. I go over and kick them out. 

    I’m interviewing Nana on camera. I’m with dad. We drop her off at home, but in the dream she lived across the street from Glen Ames. I see her walking up to her house, pushing her walker. 

    I’m meeting up with some man. I’m there to help with his new company. I think I’m doing videos or photos for him. 
He’s talking about electric cars and how they don’t have much future. I get really annoyed. Later he asks me if I’m angry about what he’d said earlier. I told him that it was just weird hearing him say stuff that didn’t make much sense. I said that it didn’t take much digging to realize that the entire world was moving in that direction. I talked about how Volkswagen was undergoing an enormous restructuring of their company. Electric cars were’t just something that existed around Elon Musk. I also told him how he sounded like people who said that the internet and the first cars were going to be a fad.

The Moth Family

  June 13, 2022

    Here is my plan. I’m gonna rule the world just so that I can own my favourite things. I want whatever computer I want. I want all the cameras. I also want all of the guitars. That’s about it. Oh, and a cell phone. Anything that I want. That’s all I need.
I’m listening to the sound of rain as it hits my head. It’s like millions of little nukes. It’s a damn shame. I’m hurting all over. I need a hot bath and a good girl. I’m allowed to ask for that, right? 
Can some tell me who is the president of the moth family? Who runs that fucking place? I want to speak to the manager and request something. I want him to look at me as I speak. I want to be listened to. No one listens these days. They’re all busy sticking their iPhones up their ass. 
Fuckin’ disgusting.

    Has the dog been out for a walk? I can't help you if he hasn't. I’ll kill that dog for you. I will actually hurt him for you. That should ease your suffering, eh? 
Listen to me now. I want you to understand something. I’m breathing, as far as I can tell. I like you. I like you a lot. Let’s just breath together. Let’s be the breathing of the air, the expanding of the lungs, the flowing of the blood. I want to feel your joy. I want to be with you. I really really do. You just gotta ask and I’m there. 

I’m a fucking lucky boy.
I survived fifteen plane crashes. 

Plant Death

  Jun 12, 2022

    My nose is square. it’s a square nose. I’m almost sad to admit this. It’s sorta weird, don’t you think?!?!?!?

    I know that you hate me. I have these dreams every night where someone comes into my head and turns on all the lights. It’s always the same thing. It drives me mad. I’m just trynna lie there and get some rest, but every time I lie down I gotta play the game again. 

    I’ve tried explaining to my son that he needs to go make some money for the family. He doesn’t get it. He thinks we’re rich. He thinks I’m a wealthy oil tycoon.  Id don’t how where he gets these ideas. He’s creative, that’s for sure. I’m thinking of burning him. I’m thinking of throwing him into a bonfire. It’s like an offering to the Gods. I don’t know if they like that kind of thing. I’m not really sure. Do the Gods want my charred son? Will that please them?

    By the way, who the fuck does Justin Bieber even think he is? Is he insane? I thought I saw him driving a bus yesterday. I told him to get his act together and build a better transit system. He looked at me and started singing a wonderful melody. I broke down and cried for a few days. 

    Now I’m all alone again, sitting on the edge of my bed. I’m thinking about killing my plants. I’m thinking about burning their future. I want to own their future. IT’S MY WAY OR A HIGHWAY! 
I’m gonna rent a jet and carry them up into the sky. I’m gonna throw them out that fucking window and watch them fall. It’s gonna be historic. The world has never seen this kinda thing before. They need me. They need my reckless ways. They fucking love it. I’m sure that some lady will see this and get turned on. She’s gonna pee her pants with awe. I’m gonna take this opportunity to speak to the nation about love and forgiveness. I’m gonna channel Jesus and Buddha. 
Then we can go for dinner. I’ll allow it. We shall have waffles under the stars. We’ll love the sound of waves. 

The Bug Eater

  June 11, 2021
    

    Dreams

    I’m going up the stairs of a tall office building. I look into a room. Eddie Bravo is in there. He has his back to me. I’m sorta sneaking up on him. He turns and sees me. He knows that I want to blow the building up, as well as other buildings. I tell him it’s true, but that I want to do it like Fight Club. I want to do it at night when no one is there. I’m not trying to kill anyone. I just want to blow the buildings up. 

    I’m downtown at a bar. It’s the place I was at last night with Cairo and everyone else when I left to go home. In the dream it’s morning now, but everyone is still there. They’ve been there all night drinking. They’re supposed to be paying their bill but they’re having a hard time deciding how to split the bill. 
    

    There’s a little girl watching a video on her phone. The phone is on the ground. The video is of a big bug trying to eat a smaller bug. The bug escapes being eaten. The girl says she wishes the video would have shown the big bug eating the smaller bug. I tell her that she’s surrounded by grass, and that she could see it for real if she wanted. She doesn’t have to be watching it on her phone. I tell her to get a magnifying glass and just go see the real thing in the world around her. 

The Wise Plumber

  June 10, 2022


Dreams 

I saw a tiny baby on a table. I knew it was me. I was making him laugh. I went over and propped him up. I kind of cuddled him against my head. He started to sleep. He fit perfectly against my forehead. His breathing was perfectly in sync with mine.

    I’m at the beach with mom. I’m playing guitar. Joni Mitchell is there walking her dog. She comes over and compliments me on my guitar playing. I tell her that if I was alive in the 60’s I would’ve loved to hang out with her. I think she says that she’s going to jam with me right at that moment. I stand up and start playing guitar. I’m standing next to a pole. I’m wondering where she went. I turn and see she’s walking along the shore with her dog. I keep playing the guitar. 

    There’s someone standing in front of me. Their back is turned to me. I don’t pay much attention to them. I keep playing the guitar. The person turns around and it’s Miranda. We ask each other how we’ve been.  She says she does her own groceries now, but she doesn’t like to because it’s bad for the environment. I ask if she’s been to the fox lately. She says yes. 
Mom starts walking over. Miranda starts looking like she’s gonna leave. She says that she guesses it’ll be a while before we see each other again. I don’t want her to leave. It’s really nice and relaxed. It’s not awkward at all. We say goodbye and she leaves. She’s with Myriam all of a sudden and they’re walking away together down the street. I’m wondering if they’re talking about me. 
I walk with Mom. I almost get mad at her for coming over, because I wanted to keep talking to Miranda. I hold my tongue and decide not to get mad. 

The Wise Plumber 
“I had to bury my emotions for a while. I couldn’t let them grow. I guess I was scared of what they’d do.”

“Did you need to find some answers?” Asked the plumber as he plunged my toilet. “Was it urgent?”
“No- it wasn’t urgent. I just thought I’d feel better if I sorted that stuff out. I wanted it out of the way. I wanted a clean slate.”
The plumber grumbled in understanding. Suddenly the toilet exploded and water went everywhere. The sound was like a jet engine. 
“WHAT’VE YOU DONE?!” I screamed as I slipped on the wet tiles. 
“I don’t know! I thought this was gonna fix something!” The plumber started squeezing himself into a ball. He was in the corner, rocking back and forth. “I’m gonna be fired! I’m gonna be back on the streets!” 
I pulled out my cell phone and called 911. I prayed for the strength to get through this. 

The Doctor Examines Me

  June 9, 2022


Dreams

     I’m lying down on my stomach in a doctor’s office. My family is with me. I’m having my first colonoscopy. It’s the doctors first time doing this procedure. He puts on gloves and says he’s gonna start. I immediately wish that this procedure would occur at a later date, because I’m worried that I didn’t wash well enough and that it’s going to be disgusting for the doctor.
At first it doesn’t feel like much. Once he’s gone deep he needs to push down with his finger. It hurts a bit when he does this. Then he needs to do it four more times, but they’re all happening at the same time. It’s as if I have 5 butt holes, or as if he’s putting 5 different things inside me. 
I’m telling him to hurry up because I need to get up to pee. He has a box with some jars of liquid. They’re all different colours. He needs to apply these liquids in order to remove what he’s inserted into me. He says that I seem healthy.
As he’s doing this I’m thinking about making music. In the dream I thought that I was autistic. I wondered if being autistic helps me to make music. I was thinking about Yoga, and was wondering if she knows autistic people, since she’s a nurse. 
I woke up, lying down on my stomach in bed. I felt my butt and was very relieved to find nothing there. I got up to go pee. 

    I’m with Mom and Liam. We board the new Cross Town LRT in Toronto. I’m very excited to be riding it. Mom takes photos of some of the buildings outside that are decorated with Christmas lights.

    Liam and I are on an island. We need to get back to the boat, but we’re struggling because there’s an angry shark. I think we have a very small raft, but we’re scared to risk going out on the water in this tiny raft. I think Dad and someone else have already made it back to the boat. 

    
I’m at the Vipassana Centre. There’s lots of glass on the floor. I think a lot of it was caused by Liam and I. I think we were having to break glass in order to reuse light bulbs or something. 

    
Liam and I are walking and we have a bag of mushrooms. We split them. Later at Kew Park we eat what’s left. I think Liam has become either Jimmy or Brian. One of them has a cup of coffee. They say I can have half of what’s left. I drink much more than half. 

The Library

June 8, 2022

    It’s a nice sunny day. I had a good sleep. I think I actually fell asleep on my back and then stayed that way. I woke up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and I was still on my back. It’s actually a really nice way to sleep. It’s just har getting used to falling asleep like that. 
I don’t really remember any of my dreams for some reason. I know that there was an interesting one happening right when I woke to use the bathroom, but it faded so quickly. 
I only remember the dream from right before I woke up this morning. 

Dream

    I realized that I was late for something. I hurried up to a building. I think it was the R.C. Harris Filtration Plant. It was a library though. My phone started ringing when I entered. I answered. It was some sort of marketing call from the passport office. I figured that as long as I had them on the line I should try to get some info about my passport. The lady told me to do something but I can’t remember what she said. 
After I hung up I was talking to some man. I think I told him I was late for work. I worked at The Great Escape book store, which in real life is on Kingston Road, but in the dream it was in the library. 
The guy asked if he could show me something before I went to work. We left the building and stood on a slope. He was asking me to spell some simple words. I think he was my teacher. I got most of the words right. I remembered that I had handed in some sort of writing assignment, and I figured that I must’ve made many spelling errors if he was asking me to spell these simple words. He wasn’t been mean at all. 
Afterwards I said I needed to get to work because I was late. He was walking with me, and he said that if I’m available he could get me more hours because they were very understaffed at the moment. I said sure. 
He told me that he hadn’t washed his pants in like a week. 

Weed Warrior

  June 7, 2022

It’s very rainy outside. It’s quite cozy. I feel a slight sense of urgency. I don’t really know why. Everything is ok. I guess I’m stressed about passport stuff. I wish that I had my passport and that I had my Australian Visa. I really wish I had those things taken care of now. 
I spent 3 weeks smoking weed. I don’t think I’ve written in all that time. 3 weeks ago yesterday I was walking home from my U of T class. I just had this weird feeling that I needed to smoke. I had been quit for quite a while. I didn’t want to smoke. I felt like it was important that I smoke for some reason. I got home and felt super confused. I really felt like something was telling me to smoke, but I was just so scared that if I did I would feel addicted again. 
So I went out and smoked. That night was actually good. I found that I overcame some sort of fear I had to do with weed. Because I’d been meditating for like a month, I was able to observe the panic that begins to set in when I’m high. I was able to sit through it. It didn’t take control of me. I was able to walk past people on the boardwalk without freaking out. 
The next night nana called me at like 9:30 pm asking if I would come over and fix her TV. I didn’t really want to, but again, I felt this feeling like I should smoke weed. So I bought a joint and then went to her house. I smoked on the way home, and that was also a really interesting experience. I had this weird thing about smoking weed and walking to and from Nana’s house. For like the last 7 years it was this thing that I always did because I expected it to be fun, but it always ended up being overwhelming. It never ended up being fun. This time I didn’t put my headphones on to listen to music. I just walked the route I always did, and it was ok. I didn’t freak out. I felt like I had overcome something. 
The next night Carter had a friend over. AGAIN I felt like I should smoke weed. I always felt like I was unable to smoke weed around people. I felt that being high around others was when the anxiety was at its worst. I smoked with Carter and his friend and then played a board game with them. I was able to sit and observe the anxiety. I was able to get through it, without having to get up and leave. By the time we went to bed I really felt like I’d overcome something. 
At the end of those three days I felt like I had overcome the 3 big areas of anxiety associated with weed: Walking along the boardwalk, walking to and from Nana’s house, and being around people. Those were three areas that I always felt I just couldn’t handle. It was really really nice to feel that I’d dealt with those anxieties. 
At this point I felt like I was finally finished with weed. Only problem was that I’d smoked 3 days in a row and I felt addicted again. Half of me didn’t want to keep smoking. I wanted to get back to all the meditation. I couldn’t seem to control it. I was back to smoking every day, and my ability to deal with the anxiety went away. It was interesting to really observe myself sinking day by day. The further I got away from meditating the less and less I was able to deal with stress and anxiety. I was even skipping classes just to smoke. I was smoking during the day. I was going to work high. 
Eventually I realized I was back in the nightmare. I knew I wasn’t in control anymore. The weed was in charge again. I realized it was time to read ‘Allen Carr’s EasyWay to Quit Smoking’ again. 
I spent a couple days reading it for the third time. That book fascinates me. By the end of reading it I was finished with smoking. I smoked the last joint on Sunday, and today is Tuesday. I feel so fucking happy and relieved to be free again. Now I can get back to all that exciting stuff, like recording my dreams. I could never remember my dreams when I went to bed still high. I have energy again, and I’m gonna be able to save money again. 

Dreams

    I was having sex with someone. I don’t who it was. After it was done I walked into a park and was talking with Carter. I think he asked if I was drunk when I had sex. I said no. He said that he’d never had sex sober, and that the idea scared him. I told him it scared me at first too but that I got used to it. 

I’m with Matthew and some couple. The girl is telling us that she was always surprised that Matthew and I hung out so much, because whenever she was around the two of us she felt an uncomfortable energy. She felt tension. She said she still hung out with us all time though, maybe because she liked the two of us so much. It was just when Matthew and I were together that it seemed to create a weird tension. 
I was nodding my head in agreement, hoping Matthew wouldn’t see that. I was surprised when Matthew said that he understood what she was saying. He said maybe we continued to hang out because we really just liked each other a lot, regardless of the tension that always seemed to arise. 
As this took place I was seeing the image of being on a scooter flying through the sky. It felt like the sky was connected to the handle bars somehow. 

    I was on the playground at Balmy Beach looking for somewhere to pee. Some man comes up to me and asks if I’m an only-child. He was wearing all denim. Then I was playing some games with the kids on the playground. 

    I’m in the van with dad. We’re in a hurry to get to a school. I thought that we were hurrying because we wanted to register a name on a list. I think I thought that we were trying to register Liam’s name on a list, so that he could get into the school. There were only a few available slots. We pulled up to some red lights. There were lots of other cars. Dad drove right through in order to get ahead of all the other cars. We knew that they were headed to the same place. 
When we got there I found out that I was wrong about our reason for going there. We got out of the car and started to unload all this stuff from the van. It was almost like a yard sale. All the other cars showed up and they were taking the stuff that we were getting rid of.