So Kristine and i are in hollywood and we pull over in the car we're driving and go out to lay out on the hood and look up at the sky. police cars start circling with their red and blue light flashing just on the outer edges of my vision. it seems like they are surrounding us, and suddenly a low flying helicopter comes by, with mellow red and blue colored searchlights, dim like the ones in our bathroom. Just as i feel they are about to capture us, i am floated away, not under my own power. i float for a while, till i am landed on a 3 story building amid some tall trees and grass some distance from my dream hollywood. i land next to my cousin Zach, who it turns out is the one that floated me there. 'how did you do that?' i ask, but he just shrugs it off and says we should practice our flying. i try to call Kristine, but my phone doesn't work. Zach flies off the building, in a diagonal line to the ground, almost like he's on a wire. 'how does that look?' he says, 'cool' i say, 'like a the diving crawl of some giant insect.' then i leap off the building and show him how to go upwards with it, floating over the tree tops and back down to him on the ground. my dream flying style is an arched back leaping gliding, kind of like a leaf in the wind, except the wind is strong and single minded and under my control. we go back up top and fly a few more times, the last time there are people on the ground and i ask Zach if they will be able to see us fly. 'They won't even notice' he says, and demonstrates by flying to the ground right by them. They don't notice. Then we meet up with John B. and Matt Herman, and head off to find Kristine by getting back to that car in Hollywood. i show John and Matt how to leap from the ground up over the trees and back, and then i take us on a 'shortcut' through this giant civic center. In the center, there is a drag queen convention of some kind, and while walking through we are continually dodging drag queens in hideous floral print dresses. Finally we get to a quieter west-wing, i try to call Kristine again and my phone still doesn't work. We take a side door and end up in the middle of this strange, non-existent ride at Six Flags. the part we end up in is kind of a haunted museum, with plush carpet, wood paneling and warm lighting. i find another wacky detour, and we sneakily leap into these big innertubes and cruise around the bend at the end of this indoor, cave-like water ride. Zach loses a shoe in the water. At the end of the ride, there is security there changing the hand stamps, which of course we don't have in the first place, so we get taken to this little office where they try to chastise us. That doesn't last long, because we're too cool, and before you know it, we
are back in the park, walking in this hilly grassy area with really tall trees that i recognize from a previous dream as a spot where i did alot of flying. Zach tells me he's freaking out about being barefoot, and i look down to see ants crawling all over his feet. We split up, Zach and Matt wanting to stay at Six Flags, and John comes to help me find Kristine. We take this huge long distance train back to 'hollywood'. At the station we stop at, i try to call Kristine again, and a cop answers. He tells me that my phone has been shut down for reasons of national security, and i ask him where kristine is. 'where do you think she is?' and he laughs and hangs up on me. then jble tries to call me, and i can hear him ask the operator to put him through, but she won't. John and i continue the search, walking through the streets, and he tells me a negative personality trait that he, Zach and Matt have all cut out. he asks me 'what did you cut?'
and then i wake up.
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