The last part eased me down to the bones of my soul. I had to put it down somewhere so. Here it is. Fresh from the sea of dream.

Exhausted and beautiful in golden light as the storm faded away. Everyone was finding each other and talking and making plans. It was beautiful. Even though most of the dream was horrible and stressful…

The land under the mountain was just not livable. We had a sort of understanding that we had to find a new shore. That black mountain was broken and beyond repair. We hadn’t be able to save everyone and that weighed heavy but we saved a lot. I looked back at everyone on the boat…

More thunder was rolling and lightning was striking all around us in the water. But then the water had started to calm. We were exhausted. Every was covered in sweat and grime. But we saw in the distance a little piece of blue sky and smooth water. Behind us the mountain was utterly broken.

I was astonished, the young people. There were children that poured out from the hold of the boat. Laughing and playing music. They were like fairies or angels. They had such fun finding the exact right scraps the patch what needed patching. It was like a game for them. We all worked as…

The stone of the mountain sheered off a good bit from NB the back of the boat. There were young people trying to hold on to their mothers that were in the water, we tried to help but it was too late and the storm was still raging. We had to find scraps of wood and repair the back of the boat…

Some people from up ahead slipped of into the darkness washed away by the water. We cried and pulled and heaved together. Finally the boulder broke and the mountain began to crumble. The water was a deluge that was absolute it it’s rage. Some how the boat found purchase and launched upward…

We all grabbed hold of a huge rope that rammed the boat against a boulder. We knew that when that boulder broke we would either be crushed or be free. It would however cleave the mountain in catastrophic ways. “All Together now.” This time it was many voices. I grabbed hold of the rope…

We were piled in and we had to steer the ship up through a cascade of water running down a rock lined and very steep channel. The captain of this ship was drunk. giving orders that made no sense. Everyone was revolting, yelling when A voice thundered over everyone “all together now!!” It commanded…

I realized that I could not go back up the increasingly narrow switchbacks. And as I got to the lowest level of the tunnels there was a big commotion of people screaming and yelling wanting to get out. Water was running in faster now. Everyone was in a ship or barge type thing…

this work is so dope.

Me too.

That’s amazing.

Energy!

Detail and mistakes.