The Race Track

 Sep 17, 2022

    His yellow tooth was missing. It was brought to my attention that I’d stolen it. They say I took his tooth while he was asleep. I said that this was a lie. I have no memory of stealing his tooth. They said I was also sleeping- I had slept walk into his room and removed his yellow tooth. How could I defend myself? What was one to do? I just thought about going to the market and being alone for a while. I put on my shoes and got my horse. I rode that beast fast. We found ourselves in a forest. We were surrounded by lights from above. I got very excited. I asked them for directions. They said to go within. 

    The next day my whole body was tingling. I knew that they were with me, all the time, giving me little energy bursts that feel nice and relaxing. It made my scalp tingle and my arms feel warm. I told them that they were welcome anytime and that I would do my part in telling the world. I would share with the world what I knew. I knew this was something that would happen whether I was aware of it or not. They’d always been there, I’d come to realize.

    It’s only on weekends when the race track is open to the public. During the week it’s where senators go to have sex. They fuck on the asphalt. They make a real mess of the place. The public has no idea. I only know because I often leave my body to go investigate mysteries. I had been told by some friends that there was something funny going on at the race track. People were reporting screams and howls of horror. I got up from my body and floated over. I hid behind a bumble bee. I was expecting to see the army torturing aliens or reverse engineering a UFO. Instead I saw an orgy on a grand scale. It was devastating. My whole concept of reality was shattered. 

    
    Dreams 

    I’m at an open mic. It’s on Queen street where 6ix pizza is in real life. I perform some songs. After I’m done I start to leave. I think Aksel gets up to perform. As I’m walking away I get the feeling that he’s playing one of my songs. It reminds me a lot of ‘On My Own’. 

    I walk up to Glen Ames. I realize I’m dreaming. I see a teacher walking in front of the building. I find her attractive. I go over and talk to her. I ask if I can go inside the school. I tell her I used to be a student there a couple years ago and that I scratched something into the paint of my locker. I need to go inside and remind myself what I wrote. She says sure, but to hurry. I ask if I can give her a hug. She doesn’t want to. I ask if I can kiss her. She’s pushing me away. I give up and go over to the entrance of the school. I enter. 
I don’t really remember much about the inside except when I’m leaving. I remember that some guy was chasing me. I don’t think I was that scared, it might have been because I knew I was dreaming. I remember at one point he was getting close, and I did this interesting thing where I shifted my perspective from my body to the whole room. I was outside the room, being the room, and I started willing it to fill up with water so that the man would be swept away. 

    Afterwards I remember being back at the bottom of the street. 6ix Slices was there now. I was eating with some people. I noticed again that I was dreaming. I looked around and saw there was a cute girl sitting in a different group. I went over to her and asked if I could touch her legs. She said yes. I told her I’d like to feel her vagina. She said sure. I tried to do this but I remember she started talking to me. Her and her friends wanted to chat and so I had to wait until they were finished. I don’t think they finished. 
I know that at some point I actually started meditating when I realized I was dreaming. That’s what my plan is for when I lucid dream. I want to start meditating. I know that at some point I did, because I have a vague memory of sitting down on some big concrete structure and observing my breath. 

    I’m at a restaurant with the family. It’s Holly’s birthday but she’s like two years old. They brought her a cake and she blew out a candle. I remember there was a fire place, and a different baby was staring into the flames. Someone gave Holly a science magazine for her birthday. She was flipping through it. Gary Nolan and his wife were there. His wife said that all the science in that magazine was known thanks to her husband. She tells Holly that one day maybe she will see all the places in the magazine. Gary Nolan tells me about a recent trip to Antarctica. I ask if he went with any theories he was trying to gather evidence for. He said yes. He wanted to find out if there was evidence of a lot of ice that had rapidly melted. We started talking about Atlantis and aliens. I asked him how a species can still have fun and feel fulfilled once they get to a point where they know all there is to know. He starts talking to his wife and they’re speaking quietly. I start to meditate as I wait for his reply. Then I woke up. 

    I was lying in bed but it was a dream. I knew that there was something walking down the steps outside of the door. I knew it wasn’t nice. Suddenly I was aware that some sort of guardian angel had zapped it with some energy. I heard the thing fall down the stairs. I knew it was dead. 

    I’m on a small passenger plane. There’s a young guy talking to me. He’s telling me that he wants to apologize to the pilot about something. I tell him to just go up and knock on the door. He goes and does so. I was then in the cockpit. I’m watching us descend. There’s a town below us. We’re landing in a big road. I’m not sure why. The plane does a U-turn when it lands. It becomes a horse and I’m riding it. I see mom I think. I think I tell her to get on with me. 

    I’m in Montreal. There’s this long dried up river bed, and there’s the city on either side. There’s concrete walls on either side of the river bed and they’re covered with all sorts of interesting art. Someone is telling me that the city wanted to get rid of the art and make the walls white. The people didn’t like this idea. I start walking back with Matthew. He tells me that his dog Mento is sick and might die soon. He wants to get home quick. We start running, but we end up running into his whole family who are going for a walk. His parents ask me when I’m performing with my band again. I tell them I’m no longer in that band, but that I play open-mics.