I was chaining lucid dreams this morning. The last was the coolest. I found myself holding a flyer that announced a gathering of lucid dreamers in a place called McKelly Park. Thing is, you had to come lucid or YOU WEREN'T INVITED! Directions to the park were "SOUTHEAST OF WHERE YOU ARE" Well, I put the peddle to the metal and flew in that general direction, and of course I found the party--picnic, actually--wihtout a problem. The park was a grassy place bordering the ocean with stands of oaks and pines, and large open spaces. There were lots of participants engaged in their usual lucid dream activites; playing baseball or frisbee, bar-b-queing, having sex--the usual stuff...

I tried to get into a little game of catch, but failed miserably, since the baseball kept changing size and shape. I had trouble even holding it, and couldn't throw worth a damn. Then I switched to football. Same problem. I had to squeeze the air out of the ball to get a good grip, which brought boos from the others playing. This was embarrassing! Wanting to save face, I thought "Well, at least there's one thing I can do well!" So I began flying around the park.

Apparently there are a lot of lucid dreamers who can't fly! Or don't know how. I heard comments from the ground, like "OOOO! There's a flyer!" (Probably just my ego wanting to feel special ) Well, I landed next to a woman who told me she was also a flyer. "Cool," I said, "Wanna fly somewhere together?" She agreed. I told her my name. She said her name was Kundry. "Not Kundry, the witch," I exclaimed,"who served the Grail knights at Monsalvat?" (ref to "PARSIFAL", the opera: Kundry was a sorceress who had laughed at Christ's crucifixion, and was cursed to wander the world forever seeking redemption; she tried to find it by serving the Grail knights, but was at the same time forced to serve an evil master who sought their destruction&#33. "The very same," she answered.

We decided to fly out over the ocean to do some whale watching. On the way we passed by a huge parade of young people marching over the water, holding signs and placards. Kundry said they were protesting, but I couldn't tell what they were protesting about. They seemed happy, though. I felt it must have been a demonstration of support for something positive. Anyway, we found a pod of whales, but not like any I had ever seen before. They were twice the size of any any known species, and created massive waves in their wake. We beamed at each other in pure delight. Then I woke up