im witha beautiful man- anthony
in the real world, i dont really know him well but hes sexy- and once we were at the goodwill in MLK in oakland, chatted up... and he was telling me about how he was extracting DMT from local mimosa flowers.
i think i called him once, but he had a girlfriend?
anyways, im hanging out with him. (why do i have SUCH a hard time dating in the real world though in dreamworld i have yummy encounters?)
were traveling through my dream city thats alot like sf- the china beach one.
hanging out. maybe at a party. he asks me to find some ganga smoke even though i dont really smoke, but i think about smoking with him because it could be nice to be lifted with a cute guy.
we end up in some sort of restaurant.. theres a woman that kinda looks like cameron diaz with reddish hair tall, gorgeous and every one is dancing. she or some other girl gets his attention... he disappears... im dancing alone wanting to dance with someone (awkward)
theres all these older weird looking italian mafia guys.
i realize the tall gorgeous girls in all black are prostitutes. i become one.
"Big Spender" from sweet charity begins to play, the girls arent sure how the dance goes... so immediately jump in as the star Singing and improving sexy dance moves to sell us. everyone claps at the end.
i end up in oakland hills, ive by some invisible force, to Meriana's new house. its beyond beautiful landscape wise.
its surrounded by cherry blossoms, other short white trees in a backdrop of green and orange and red. so lush. very dreamlike but clear. i can feel the soul of theplace. im happy for her. she shows me a nice pool that has leaves all in it as well. we go inside and she introduces me to a BIG black man, hes VERY dark and not quite a man even. he tells me he used to live here.
meriana is layin on the bed, she points out her knee and shows me the warts growing, it looks like snake scales, then i see her as a wood faerie. she likes it and talks about how she loves to orgasm and makes a twitch with her foot when she simulates.
then she tells me she has a yeast infection, i tell her to use apple cider vinegar.
shes supposed to be showing me another room, theres a snake on the bed ontop of a turquoise(more green than blue) crystal. i think its weird and it goes away.
theres strange water color paintings on the wall too.
a fat headed man with small eyes.
a shadowy looking witch woman.
in one room meriana begins to tell me how my dance has influenced her. how she thinks i am really very special and how shes always been attracted to me because of my Prophetic ways of expressing myself.
i for the first time truly accept the words Prophetic. I feel the energy of the word in my core with my hands softly pressed against. "Yes I Am"... feels REALLY good... (I can feel the dawn coming)
meriana introduces me to her roomates.
to two bulgarian men sitting on the floor, whom i only know are from her country because shes rambling on with him (i know shes telling thems omething about me... how im going to get home, if he will drive me or she). i notice the black guy is gone. theyre weird. blonde guy and brown haired guy, they gaze into my eyes but i cant see them seeing me.
meriana drives. were in a big maroon caravan, she asks if i know where we are and i tell her to stop (near the jauoquin miller park, but its got a shopping center in it now)
we get out to walk and its not that familiar... i tell her we need to turn around and drive farther after i look at a map on a telephone booth/bus stop. we cross a street and wild woman with very dark circles under her eyes almost runs us over... i grab merianas hand and hold it, guiding her, running back to the car
I wake to the dawn.