Barcodes

2006

I have been working 10 to 12 hour days all week, doing physical work. 

I find I have interesting dreams when I do this. 

Where I found myself was on a barcode. 

Maybe I was very small, or maybe the barcode was big, but I was walking on it. 

The contrast in dark to light lines was fun, stepping from one to the other. 

I was hopping from one dark line to the next dark line and I saw the lines become a keyboard. I stopped and thought about Fripp, because the notes seemed to be moving in ways, not just sounding, but moving. 

I could step lightly on a key, and it would have an effect, and then I could jump onto a key with both feet, and it would echo out in waves that I was beginning to see. 

So I went onto a dark key, and I slowly walked 'down' the key to the end, and the note slowly got thicker, louder, but thicker. 

And then, I was looking, and the sound was all around, it was darting here and there, and there were waves, and lines and flashes. 

It became a living sound, and I realized that it was going somewhere. 

Then I jumped onto a dark key, and it became liquid. As my feet touched it, I could feel myself melting into this dark liquid. 

It was a feeling I cannot describe, but I liked it. 

And moving through it was not like moving while solid, it was water moving, being like liquid, it was smooth and fluid. 

I moved into a place. There were droplets there, and there were reflections in the droplets. Not many of them had reflections, but some did. 

One was of these hands, carving the most intricate elephant out of ivory. There was a little hinged opening in the tummy, and inside there were six of the tiniest little elephants, each with amazing detail. 

And there were others that had hands carving things, but in stone. 

I kept going back into the dark liquid, to other places, It was pretty cool.