I was up in the hills around Twin Peaks. It seemed to be morning and I was trying to come down out of the higher elevations but the roads were blocked by houses that were being torn down. There was debris everywhere and the guys who were pulling these old houses apart were leaving their trucks parked in the roads, and leaving huge chunks of house just laying anywhere they felt like. It got to the point that I couldn’t navigate it in a car, and even walking was becoming difficult. So, I started walking directly thru people’s homes. I would usually walk in thru the back door and go looking for the front door. Many of the homes were really large and the architecture was uncommon so it wasn’t clear where the front door might be. Many times, the people were home and I would either try to avoid being seen or just try to blend in unnoticed. I was doing pretty well with this process until a guy finally stopped me and asked me what I was doing. I told him. He detained me, not to bust me but to talk to me. He wanted to get my feedback on some sort of electrical device that he was working on. I can’t recall the details now, but I didn’t something an it attracted another guy who came over. I was really just wanting to get out of there.
I was riding on a home-made tram that carted people thru the streets. Each car was about 4 feet wide, had a rail on one side with a bench below it. You could just stop on and off of it at any time and side down or stand as it was moving. The guy who made it was driving it from a small towing vehicle, kind of like something you might see on a farm. He was a heavy-set latino who was a friend of mine. We had pulled up to a red light and were going to make a right turn. There was no one on the tram but me because it was night and it was out of commission. I was laying on one of the benches just enjoying the ride. On the sidewalk where we were waiting for the red light, there were large rooms constructed with some sort of fair that was parked there. The rooms were painted yellow with black spots. You would go in the room and there was a strobe light. Also in the room was a person that was also dressed in yellow with black spots like the room. When people would enter the room, so would the dressed up person, and they would dance and spaz out while blending in with the room, and freak the people out. You could watch this from the street on the outside thru a plexiglass wall. One of the dancers came out and jumped on the tram and started dancing. Since I was laying down, I started dancing laying down with my legs in the air. That’s when I realized that my friend had gotten off the tram and no one was driving. So I willed the tram forward and made the right turn and started traveling up the street. I saw my friend at a booth and gave him a thumbs-up.
Players: Me, guy in house, friend on tram, dancers
Events: Dodging debris, going thru houses until stopped, riding tram, watching dancers, engaging with dancer, turning right and proceedings, giving thumbs-up
Thoughts: The houses could be other people’s bodies and the healing work that I do, I have to dodge people’s problems. I don’t know about the tram, but it’s another in a series of transportation devices.
