everyone thinks their dreams are interesting
1.
i can tell that i am in an open space, but i can’t see
my surroundings because of how bright it is. i’m
squinting but i still can’t see. i can hear the ocean
in the distance. a voice on a loudspeaker says,
“begin.” i don’t know what to do so i just
stand there and try to block the glare from my eyes. the
voice says again, “begin,” this time higher. it
keeps repeating it, each time slightly higher. i decide to
move around and search for the loudspeaker – but when
i walk i make a clicking sound like a horse. i find a
hammer, piles of wood, nails. again, the voice says:
“begin,” even higher. i feel different suddenly
– possessed. an invisible per- son, inside of me,
lifts my hand. i begin constructing the frame of a shelter
to enclose me. the loudspeaker plays a recording of a cat
purring.
2.
they tell me that the structure i built isn’t working
out. i look closely at it and realize that it is made from
the bones of a large man. it has crawled over to the ocean
and is drinking water, soaking everyone resting inside. i
try to pull the structure away from the water, but it is too
large. it turns its face to me and says, “sticks and
stones will break my bones.” we assemble all we can
find on the beach and destroy the structure. i feel panicked
when someone points out that the dust from his body is
exactly like the sand on the beach.
3.
we are all waiting inside the structure. we leave and pass
through a security checkpoint – our backpacks are
searched. once through the body scanner, a security guard
hands us each a hardhat as well as a strange, colorful rock.
we line up facing the water and, one at a time, throw the
rocks into the ocean. they are light enough to go far. when
they hit the water, a series of buildings emerges out of
each stone. each worker disappears from the beach and
reemerges in their building, which looks like an oilrig.
they begin glowing as they work. it is my turn to throw.
when i do a thick transparent screen appears in front of me
and causes my rock to rebound. i keep trying to throw my
stone into the water.
4.
there’s the skeleton of a large elephant on the beach.
we are sitting around it in a circle, weaving a shawl to
cover the bones. nehru and edwina are nearby, making love in
the sand. i worry that we will run out of supplies to weave
with. edwina stops and says that i don’t need to worry
– she points at the ocean. the ocean is made of the
same material as the shawl.
5.
we are having a celebration on the beach at sunset. i am
sitting at a large, round table, cutting mangoes for dadu.
each time my knife hits the cutting board i notice that the
scenery changes – the people look different too—
they are wearing different clothes, their positions change.
i think that i have been here, working, for a long time,
that these are all different celebrations, experienced over
a lifetime. a woman walks by me. i hear her say that the
ocean is actually fresh water and won’t sting my eyes.
6.
there is a large ship approaching the beach, wrapped
entirely in some kind of flag (so we can’t actually
see the form of the ship). we are told we must stop it from
reaching our shores. we pass through a security checkpoint.
once through the body scanner, a security guard hands us
each a hardhat with electrical wiring inside. we are told
that the wiring will stimulate our mental capacity. a voice
on a loudspeaker says that by focusing our minds on the
water, we can split the ocean and land into two discrete
elements, creating a void that the ship will not be able to
cross. i focus on the task with my eyes closed. i begin to
see faces i do not recognize appearing and disappearing
rapidly. the sound of the ocean becomes the sound of a
ringing bell. then gradually, it returns to its natural
sound. the voice on the loudspeaker tells us that the task
is complete. i open my eyes and see the water forming a kind
of wall, separate from the land and high in the air. in
between the ocean and the land is a total darkness - the
wall slowly descends, returning the ocean to its natural
form, and closing the void. the ship is nowhere to be seen.
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