spiders are friends

Remember those African cave spiders you saw that arrogant man eat on an episode of Fear Factor? They looked hard almost, like they were wearing armor over their whole body. In this dream they were crawling up my bed in 655. They weren’t ‘out to get me’ they were simply coming to tell me something. I was afraid of them at the same time knowing they were my friends. I wonder if they were offended that I was afraid of them...”

There was, again, that strange feeling of complexity in my dream last night. An institution through which to navigate.

A landscape of bricks consisting of puzzle pieces in riddles. In order to finish, I needed to solve the appropriate riddles. They were difficult, philosophical, and pretty much over my head.

Someone actually checked me in to this place. It wasn’t a punishment but it was definitely frightening - as if there were some devastating end to avoid. I wasn’t being chased but there was a sense of urgency. Almost as if I were racing someone or being watched and recorded.

There were characters. I would touch someone or some thing and they would be activated.

I need to go back that I may capture some of the creatures and solve the riddles on this side.