Lying on the lawn near my home, a large, beautiful blue airship passes over. I was frightened at first, but no harm. It had massive headlights and was powered by a forward-facing propeller as it skimmed just under the clouds. I may have thought it were of alien origin.
Then I was in — Argentina? — walking down a street, looking for something. Or perhaps I only became aware of this search when a transcendent being flew by me shouting voicelessly “I live by nothing! I live by nothing!” I couldn’t see his face or his legs, but his striking blue torso was decorated in a powerful pattern of blue, white and black spots. There was a red headband and belt.
Then I was at the seashore, looking for a specially powerful little girl who lived by nothing in the forest. I passed boys playing soccer, and passed up the temptation to play. A friendly dog with a scarred snout chew-played with my hand as he followed. I met some silent African people at a grill who did not respond to my inquiry about the girl. I saw some people fishing. There were fish, but I thought the fishers would not succeed. Maybe that’s when I thought I’d find her in the forest.
Thanks to the medicine for reminding me to write this down.