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A Journal of the Forgotten Third

Sunday, November 19, 2006

AJS

Visibility: Semi-vivid
Length: short, just before waking
Triggers: 2 vodka tonics

I was flying in small airplanes with japanese and non-japanese people. commands were given to fire beautiful missiles into small towns. red smoke trailed out of each one. the only line i remember was about making the sky red with the smoke trails.

after the firing i was on the ground walking thru the small town. people were bleeding, but in a fake way. the injured looked like really low-budget movie props. wires were coming out of them and the blood was spraying comically.

i walked thru the town until i got to a small house on a cliff overlooking the sea. then a huge herd of dogs appeared. hundreds of thousands of dogs running as a pack. all breeds, all together. i was frozen in fear.

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