At my dad's house, running around collecting things in my backpack before some sort of invasion came. I thought to grab my mom's light green street bike to make a quick escape on, and also wanted to bring it to her, but the lights were there and i knew couldnt get by them. They sent me to this underworld place, imprisoned. I repeatedly ran into insectoid like beings, thinking of fighting them, i may have at one point. The beings and the envirnment all looked like a Robert Venosa painting, shimmering with its own light, yet felt dark from an energy standpoint. It was some sort of game, I had to paint a Venosa like work of art to escape, and seemed to be in a compitition with other captives. I was laying the pigment down on a loose piece of canvass on the ground. Somehow i beamed back to the surface (this reality) to get something of importance, yet i knew i wasnt supposed to be here and the alien beings would be furious if they saw me. I got what i was looking for and intended my journey back to the alien realm. Me and three other human were standing around and glancing into a toilet, this was the portal back. I recognized one of the members as mitch, an old childhood friend. Mitch told me he wanted to go first, but i seemed to be guided to get in first. Standing in the tiolet, i was a little nervous about being under water and wondered how long i would have to hold my breath. Flush, it wasnt so bad. On the way down i heard "dont forget to hold you breath" i somehow inhaled and held. Popped out of the sky in a fluid astal red-violet gentle funneling, and then was on the groud without feeling an impact of any sort. Back on the foriegn field, walking around i found my B-note didgeridoo laying on a path connecting two points of a sidewalk, i was so happy to see it and, was surprised it was still there after almost two days? I knew time was coming close. I ventured around and then hopped a fence towards the rising sun.
Insectiod underworld with Venosa lining