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Strangest whirlwind of dream imagery last night. Most curious was a hill rising above me, formed like diatomaceous earth, only instead of the biological latticework of microscopic crustaceans, the hill was formed of Edwardian architectural motifs: cupolas, plinths, gabling, gothic fancy, all fused together into a mosaic of ornament.

High above, on her back, floating in the air by virtue of having her legs being sucked into a vortex, flew a woman in black evening dress and long gloves, only the V of her exposed back and bundled blonde hair visible. She had one arm thrust down a terracotta chimney-pipe to keep herself from being sucked into the void, but she was otherwise peacefully lying there, watching flashes of lightning ripple across the sky, stirred up by the violet tear in the fabric of reality.

Odd. I didn't notice if she was wearing diamonds.



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Jan. 5th, 2010 10:59 am (UTC)
Thanks for the earworm....:-P
Jan. 5th, 2010 11:30 am (UTC)
Ah, but it could have been "Copa! Copa Cabaña! The Hottest Spot North of Havana!"

Heh heh heh. My work here is done...
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