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The Mayans & The Moon, Loafs Slice Of Fantasy (DJ)
I was in my school (of which in reality is a five story building dead bang in the city). I went down the emergency exit staircase. I pretended I was in a massive tower and it was 9/11 (I apologize if this is insensitive to anyone) and then the building started to tilt over and I suddenly got a shocking feeling of dizziness and fell down the stairs. I sat up. The building was still in one piece. I turned around and tried to visualize a pod which I would use to take me to the moon. It never appeared. I then closed my eyes and tried really hard to create it but no luck.
I soon found myself in my bedroom in my old house. I pulled out my old iBook Clamshell computer. It was missing the logo on the top, so I turned around, said out loud “apple logo on top of my Clamshell” and when I turned back it was there. I gave it a wipe with my hand and I heard it squeak ever so quietly. I open it up. The LCD screen (without glossy glass) gave a very realistic subtle reflection. I could see my body and my hands. Amazing. I pressed the on button. It made some struggling buzzing sounds and eventually the screen went white. Hmm. I looked at the keyboard. I took note of the arrangement of the keys. On an English computer keyboard IRL, the keys are usually in QWERTY format which is quite obviously Q, W, E for the first three keys. In the dream it went P, T, H.
I figured I really needed to get to the moon and this was a perfect chance. I walked outside and looked at the sky. There were loads of planets about, most of them really colorful with orange rings, yellow bands, and purple and red polka-dots. I then found the moon. I could tell by the way it looked... almost like a face. It was a full moon, too. I raised my hands at the moon (attempting to fly a bit like superman) and started flying. About 20 meters off the ground I looked down and fell.
“Right. Thats it,” I said, frustrated. I bent down like a superhero and pretended to charge. Sounds stupid, I know, but I told myself the more I charged the faster I would go. I stood up, aimed my right hand at the moon, and flew at fast speeds. I didn’t have any time to look down - it was too late! I kept going and going thinking “don’t be afraid, I’m asleep” and I soon found myself rolling over after a crash landing. I sat up. The planet was no bigger than the footprint of a large building. It was all colorful with stripes on the ground and a mutli-colored rainbow house. People were there dressed as mayans but had colorful clothing. Purple, blue, green, yellow, and red. Mostly yellow and purple. They started throwing rocks at each other, making jokes, and doing crazy and fun things. I thought to myself “I really need to remember this - this is just crazy”. People would walk past and I would run up to them. I tried talking to them, but nobody would ever respond. They would just give me a funny look and then leave. I tried to see earth from where I was standing but I couldn’t find it. I knew this wasn’t the moon. Definitely not. The moon isn’t this small, and its certainly not rainbow colored. I must have hit something else along the way. A meteorite taken over by aliens? Heh.
I then went into the house. In a strange transition I found myself outside at night. I looked around. It was the moon. I had finally made it, for the first time ever in a dream. I didn’t know where to go, or what to do. There was a rocky cliff not so far away from me. I then realized I was standing next to some tiny house or structure. A man was standing next to me with what looked like a tiny tricycle. He was dressed like a Mayan but was also colorful, wearing mostly yellow and purple but with other colors thrown in. I have a feeling he took me here. I looked at him. He was vacant.
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