Man... I just had the weirdest dream, back on the bus there. Do you ever have those dreams that are just completely real? I mean, they're so vivid, it's just like... completely real. It's like, there's always something bizarre going on in those. I have one of those about every two years or something, I always remember them really good. Like, there's always someone getting run over, or something really weird. Um, one time I had lunch with Tolstoy. Another time, I was a roadie for Frank Zappa.
Anyway, so this dream I just had, it was just like that... except, instead of anything bizarre going on, I mean, there was nothing going on at all. Man, it was like The Omega Man, there was just nobody around. I was just traveling around, you know, staring out the windows of buses and trains and cars, you know. When I was at home I was like flipping through the TV stations endlessly... reading. I mean, how many dreams do you have where you read?
Wait... man, there was this book I just read on the bus... well, it was my dream, so, I guess I wrote it or something, but uh, man, it was bizarre. It was like, um, the premise for this whole book was that, every thought you have creates its own reality. You know, its like every choice or decision you make, the thing you chose not to do, fractions off and becomes its own reality, you know, and just goes on from there, forever.
I mean, it's like, uh, you know, in the Wizard of Oz, when Dorothy meets the scarecrow and they do that little dance at that crossroads, and they think about going all those directions and they end up going that one direction? I mean, all those other directions, just because they thought about it, became separate realities. I mean, they just went off from there and lived the rest of their life. You know... just, I mean, entirely different movies, but we'll never see it, because, you know, we're kind of trapped in this one reality - restriction type of thing, you know?
Another example would be like, back there at the bus station, you know? As I got off the bus the thought crossed my mind, you know, just for a second about not taking a cab at all. But you know, about maybe walking or bumming a ride or something like that. You know, I'm kind of broke right now. I should have done that probably. But uh, just because that thought crossed my mind, there now exists at this very second, a whole nother reality where I'm at the bus station, you know, and you're probably giving someone else a ride. You know, and that reality thinks of itself as the only reality, you know?
I mean, at this very second, I'm in that... I'm back at the bus station, just hanging out, you know, probably thumbing through a paper, probably going up to a pay phone.... You know, say this beautiful woman comes up to me, just starts talking to me. You know? Uh, she ends up offering me a ride, you know. We're hitting it of, go play a little pin ball, and then we go back to her apartment. I mean, she has this great apartment, you know? I move in with her, you know?
And see, if I... say I had a dream one night, that I'm with some strange woman I never met, or um, you know, living at some strange place I've never seen before... see, that's just this momentary glimpse into this other reality that was all created back there at the bus station. You know? And then, you know, I could have a dream from that reality into this one, that like, this is my dream from that reality, you know? Of course that's kind of like that dream I just, you know, had on the bus, you know, that whole cycle type of thing. Man... shit, I should have stayed at the bus station.
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