"This is surely one of my favorite dreams. It says a lot for my life back then... Although obviously symbolic, it is innocent in it's telling..." David Mulhern
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©2001 david mulhern

At a camp... somewhere I've never been before. Everything feels real. I don't realize this is a dream. And I'm standing there trying to figure out exactly where I am...

Outside, there was this huge courtyard. Everyday at a certain time the sun came up and everyone stood under this huge inflated balloon to be shaded from the sun. I walked towards the giant blue balloon with the people inside.

I was holding a pitchfork. The guy next to me seemed retarded. He started getting excited and jumped up and down and grabbed my arm and pushed the pitch fork into the balloon... the air started coming out. He just looked at me as if it was my fault.

I walked around to to the other side of the huge balloon. I saw where the leak was coming from. I jumped up and started inflating the huge balloon. I started blowing air into it. It filled up in a few seconds.

I jumped to the top of the balloon and started talking to all the people below. I was a black woman at this point. And I was pretending I was their god. 

I threw one of their golden bibles down to them. The preacher below realized it was me... but he kept pretending.

Everyone left. The giant balloon was deflated and put away. The sun started going down. There was a huge wall that was shading the cement area and I thought about how stupid and trivial this whole situation was.

Ahead of me they were corralling people into two separate areas. I walked up to one of the lines. My grandpa was there... he said, "This line is for Christians, that line is for the other religion..." I quickly, comically, turned around and walked towards the other line.

The other religion was getting into these showers. I say to the people around me, "What the fuck? I'm not going to get naked with guys!" and I expect people to see my point but they all get in the showers, naked. It seems very strange. They start shutting the doors and I quickly get out of there.

I remember thinking, "This is such a beautiful place, I don't have to choose one or the other, I can just enjoy this moment." I started running to get away from there... I could hear voices behind me. Some kids were chasing me.

I ran faster and faster and their voices got louder and louder... I saw a fence straight ahead with holes in it. I jumped through but one of the kids was still there. I fell on the ground and the kids caught up.

It was four little black girls. I told them to go home to their mom but they just laughed. I told them to go home to someone and I tickled them so they would leave. In the distant shadows I could see their mom.

She raised one arm. "Go away, go back to your mom," I said in the nicest voice I could...

I walked until I got to a car. On the ground next to the car was my hat. My parents and one other person were standing next to the car. I quickly picked up my hat, because underneath it was a clear plastic bag with money and 2 ounces of pot in it.

I quickly put my hat on and acted like nothing happened. "Hey," I said. 

They were worried because some girl had found pot and she said it was from us and something horribly wrong happened to her. I could feel the bag in my hat pushing down against my head. A person there had his back to me and muttered something which made me think he knew.

I told them about the night before, at the house. “Just last night someone asked me if I wanted any cocaine or pot!” My mom gasped. There was a weird feeling in the air. I started to think nobody noticed the hat or what was in it. 

Then I saw a list on the roof of the car, one of the columns said “Likely suspects” with a huge list of names under it. I thought I was in the clear.

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