dreamland
it's so funny when dreams are clearly traceable back to events of the night before... my dreams are usually all over the place and uncoordinated, so when the dreams are clear reflections on things that happened or i watched right before going to bed, there's a bit of comfort and dependability to be found there..
dream fragments and their corollaries:
1. i had just become a member of a nation of islam type group... but for latinos... i was talking to my new mentor/ activity partner, who was hot... apparently i was no longer allowed to smoke in public, and we were all studying a quote from that was supposedly from a famous latino - but which in my head i identified as being from a sappy lifetime movie... all this was happening just after we did our routine calisthenics - which involved my hot partner basically flipping my body over and down back to stretch each of my vertebrae... i remember it seeming erotic, and thinking about the fact that the organization had a queer-friendly policy...
this fragment clearly came from watching an episode of weeds before falling asleep, wherein the main character of the show is now trafficking for a latino drug organization at the cali/mexico border... there's this very funny and fun line in the episode where the dea agent investigating the three sixes (the gang), talks about how the leader of the group guillermo is actually puerto rican ("how he ended up running los angeles for a mexican cartel is something of a mystery")...
2. i was falling through the sky with both my sister and her ex-gf, they were both cops (that's at least half-reality) but i wasn't... since they were cops they had this thing called puffy paste (harkening back to a real life conversation had last night with
ukashin about some magical thing called butt paste) that would expand as they dropped and allow them to glide down safely... i was just working with them on a specific operation so i had a traditional parachute... eventually we landed and it was raining so we had to go home and wait something out... we ended up at our parents' place (which was not actually anything like our parents' real place), and then a bunch of small and weird things happened (i.e. my brother getting ready for a halloween costume party; my dad eating some bourgie tuna salad package from a place akin to wholefoods and talking to him about that; some acrobatics around crackhouse looking for the files that we needed to make our case)... this is probably a combined mash up of bits of the wire (an episode of which ukashin and i watched before i went to my bedroom) and then some weeds-element (i.e the return to the unfamiliar familial home, and the changes in a father figure).
3. there was another part of a dream that made sense after last night, but in between the time that i started writing this and now it's left my head.






