Fourteen years ago I had a series of dreams, which I believe to have been of a precognitive nature. At the time, I knew that they were different; they came attached to an internal stirring; a nest of butter-flies that lingered throughout the day, and continued to distract me for months; even for years afterward. They were full of symbols, metaphors and at times, literal landmarks and directions. In one, my soon to be husband and I hiked on foot out of Tucson, Arizona where we were living, via the northwest side of town. Later, we traveled by car across bridges in unnamed cities clustered with glittering lights. In another, we were lost; wandering aimlessly about a casino, searching for an elusive man in a black cowboy hat, who I perceived to be my grandfather. In yet another, we were riding dirt bikes downhill on a rocky, dusty, wooded road towards four indistinguishable figures. Once, I saw a mushroom cloud over downtown, and all I was left with was my hand wrapped around a black, cordless telephone, trying to make a call to the people I love. It was the only dream that frightened me. Just before I awakened, I was down on my hands and knees, praying, in an empty mobile home, awash with acidic yellow pandemonium.
The last of them took place in an art school; a setting I was familiar with, as I had recently attended two of them and managed to drop out of both. As I slept that night, I was failing again, but for whatever reason, it did not matter to me anymore. I wanted a way out; was actually looking for a way out, when a mysterious, dark stairwell presented itself at my right. There wasn’t any hesitation at all on my part--I made the turn into the shadows and began an arduous, spiral ascension. At the pinnacle, I found myself standing in a noiseless, round room, smelling of musty lumber, familiar ghosts and enduring rain. The light cast in from beyond the panoramic glass lining the room was tranquil and cool. I stood there for a long time quietly gazing out over an expanse of evergreens, laden with heavy layers of crystallized fog that stretched into the distance as far as I could see.
And then what???
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