26
Mar
Last night’s dream was all about Scrabble and Casinos.
In it me, Ankur and Pari were back in Casino land. I was seeing tiles of words everywhere. At one point I even saw my friends from Indore smoking together (the surroundings they were in was definitely a superimposed image of the military complex where my aunt resides in Calcutta). There was also some confusion over an Arabic women’s pop group that suddenly came on stage and me and Ankur were able to recognize them for some odd reason. Fountains of water erupted all around when they started to sing; some of the streams pointed directly at our faces. Odd design for a fountain;I’d personally never design a fountain that shitty.
After that, even I performed on stage. My act was an illusion of numbers. I even made a corny joke when I took the stage,”Indians are rather infamous for their inclination towards math and computers. This act isn’t gonna help to change that.” I then proceeded to generate numbers out of thin air (much like the ones on your LCD clock, only glowing blue) that I expanded, contracted and spiraled around my body. In my dream universe, Christian Bale had apparently been murdered. So I then went ahead to create a 3D holographic reenactment of his death in great detail. It was pretty disturbing 0_o.
I can’t remember other elements of the dream, but the scrabble tiles kept popping up from time to time. I remember crazy fans trying to track me down after my performance. And a cafe that had many exits, but only one that was open.
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