In my sleepiness, I begin to wander through a corridor in the darkness of space in a white face;
Which I would be easier to locate rather than grin whilst being so excitable.
As my astral trajectory experience flung me into orbit and a hyper-reality mental fuck!
I was nevertheless moderately thrilled to be unconscious in the ether this evening.
I would have slipped on my evening gown but my birthday suit seemed more apt for the occasion.
Flying over the moon, I saw the littered remains of cows and astronauts that didn’t quite make the flyover.
Perhaps their navigational equipment malfunctioned and they smack, banged, nosedived into the dark side of the moon.
I laughed out loud that our uber-creepy ‘awesome" Sun is little more than a white dwarf in comparison to
Alpha Centauri which is a giant pulsating puss ball!
But then again, I shouldn’t underestimated a “white dwarf”, they are pint size but.. Hey… they are packed
With so much shit that millions and billions of Suns can only dream of having! Yes, red giants have inferiority complexes since they are full of gas but not really much else.
I could see my Ozymandian cunt floating before me like a mysterious black hole. It’s the black hole that everyone talks about
where nothing can escape. Not even light or a Persian prince and the heads of many a lover. Three cheers to my cervical preying mantis!
Now back on spaceship Earth, afloat in my liquid desert having made me into a prune! The sleeper wakes!
Oh dear, whereout thou towel? And my soap has become soup.
To be continued….
From my dream journal , ’The Chronicles Of Little Miss Argonaut".