Sunny Breaks

Sometimes I wonder whether it is not a good idea to trust the internet as a mystical force. Above is the title of a spam mail I just got. Very few spam get through to viewing but this did. It was for automobiles.com. I looked, I don’t think I need an automobile, maybe I need to meditate on it.

The other night I had a dream titled Sun Dragon, described herein:

Then the most remembered—I think it was this room that I live in now, except I had my old bed from when I was a kid – the wood bunk half. It was against the wall window – and on several occasions there was a giant golden dragon at my window. The first few times it was bursting flames at me and the joint was heating up heaps. There was another point where I remember looking out the window, from the bed and seeing it off a distance – against that view I have – and it rose up a bit—it was floating/flying—its head in front of the full burning orange yellow sun—so the sun was setting in the south. It was coming in toward me and fired flames at me in one long stream like a flame thrower – I rolled off the bed slowly and got underneath it. IT was cooler down there – I felt like I had found a solution.

I looked in, as you’d assume, Cirlot’s dictionary of symbols but also googled ‘golden dragon’ – and the internet tells me that the golden dragon is Wild. This is gambling terminology for pivotal or flexible, I guess. I’m still processing.

Deep Space Lollypop just finished a three week rotation. Man it was fun. Maybe I just got lucky because my homei class was kind of straight, like me. Instead of class 13 I prefer to give them the title of sunshine bookclub. I’m sure it’ll never be like this again – I’ll get all blase (blaaz-ay) and the students more apathetic. I probably shouldn’t reprint their stories here without asking but there was a couple of other sweet midget stories that were gold.