7/30/03 Crawling Up The Tube

David, forest and I (Maybe Leslie) have crash landed on some planet. We live underground in burrows. Forest and I are arguing, bickering. I go up the tunnel to the surface. A glass bubble is over the entrance. I peek out and see a large ominous eye looking in. The predator waiting for lunch. Maybe even a large black square jawed snake. I go back down. We are confined and our development is arrested, we are still childlike even though we've been here a long time. Then men from another spaceship enter. We are worried. They round us up and insist we all go out to the surface. I am afraid of the men and afraid to go on the surface. They don't seem to understand the dangers out there. We open a glass bubble and stick our heads out. We see little clumps of land in a vast ocean. Then we turn and look behind us and see a swampy land. Beyond that is a dry land with buildings. There are people here we get out and walk over the hill to the dry land and meet curious townspeople from the village. Our growth and learning has begun again.

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8/17/03 Rough Day

I am driving an old-style 1930s type convertible car. Pulling out of the Mac House driveway. Lots of traffic on the road. Then some driver pauses and lets me on to the road. I am on the left lane and hurry to merge with a traffic before someone comes around the bad corner and hits me. I drive around the curve and downhill and suddenly I see the bridge is out. I think of hitting the brakes, but decide to risk jumping the gap. I drive right off of the edge and the car glides over to the broken road on the other side of the canyon. I drive on the bumpy broken up pavement and Then it becomes sand dunes with steep drops. Off on the right side. I choose to move back from the edge through some tree branchs so I don't slide down the cliff of sand. I get around the curve. I see the ocean off the left. I decide to drive to the beach. As the driver, my work part of the journey is done, so my passengers gather a picnic from the stores lining the beach. They lay out a blanket and I lie down to sunbathe. I look out of the ocean. Dark big waves are coming. I feel a bit afraid I think of running back toward land. Then I decide to face the tidal wave. I stand my ground facing the huge incoming dark wave. I take deep breaths working to time it so I can take in lots of air before I am submerged. I watch the huge inner part of the wave approach Then it hits and I hold my breath as It drags me toward land. My lungs feel like they will burst needing air, but somehow I ride it out and I am safe. I am relieved. 

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9/2/03 Aztec Ruins

Going to a theater which was built right next to the Aztec ruins. The Aztec Indians are very angry at us for coming so close to them. As we hurriedly run into the theater, the Indians shoot arrows at us and then throw red egg like "bombs" of red paste that splatter. We are sitting near the theater on the patio and dodge as the "bombs" come at us. I have a broom and occasionally swat one down when it's coming close to me. Then after the movie, we come back out looking way up to the cliff top as the Indians scramble back into position to throw more things at us. One view was an aerial view of the top of the high cliff and way lower, the top of the theater.

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