dreamland

Before there were oceans, the world was all land, portioned and segmented into small civilizations with different lands. Then one day, pieces of the world separated and started drifting in the sky. dirt was falling from these floating pieces, staggered at different altitudes, moving slowly up. I was in the first city to go, it felt like New York City, tall buildings and elevators as we ascended. I was alone, there was no sound (never is) but I did see a sign that said "if you want to go up, you have to go down" and everyone was scared because we were floating, no one knew what to do. I took an escalator down underneath the building i was in, until i was at the bottom of this small floating world, and could see all the other worlds under us. i decided to jump, because i wanted to get back to stable ground, it felt like i fell a million feet, but for some reason i was not harmed.

the next world was more desolate, and i felt like i had grown stronger, bigger, as if each step was a step in something more. i found a giraffe, there were two of them there, the only thing there, and i rode on one and we jumped to the next world. freefalling on the back of the animal, i could feel the wind on my skin, its large neck and mane flickering in the fall. we landed and survived where on the next world i met a girl, and we were connected somehow. she had tattoos of things i'd never seen, she didn't talk but we linked up, and from world to world we went, the next place and then the next place, slowly making our way down to the real world.

we made it to the last patch floating, and people were asking where we were all going, and some said we would go into the sky, and become stars, twinkling, and that's how stars were made, and some people spoke in words i could not understand. and even their words were not spoken with their mouths, but communicated in another way. we looked below our last little floating place and saw that water had filled in where we had left.

this last place was more like a huge c-130 military cargo plane than it was a piece of dirt and patches of grass and buildings. there was a large hangar door that was opened. a man handed me one parachute, that's all they had. we didn't know how to use it, or why there was one even there, but i put it on, she held on to me, and we jumped.

geronimo.

when we landed, she ran away into the night. it was sad, and dark and i couldnt find her. i couldnt remember her name, so i had nothing to call out into the night. and she had no voice so i couldnt remember how she sounded. so there i was, alone in the dark, on earth again, as this woman who i feel is part of me disappears into the dark and pieces of our old world became stars.

(that is a dream i had last night. it feels bigger than something my brain could make.)