Tag Archives: Dreams

Aranansi #18:The Road and The Prairie Night

June 13, 2010, 11:36 I came up through a square hole in a sidewalk. “Everything is surrounded by the prairie night!” The ecstatic voice came from the starry sky over a night street, flat and straight disappearing into utter blackness. … Continue reading

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Aranansi #16 and 17: An Audience in Search of a Play

May 23, 2010, 09:28 Act I Scene II Announcer: Monkey felt his way up and ever upward. How long he climbed, he could not tell for nothing in the darkness changed except the rocks he climbed and they measured time … Continue reading

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Aranansi #14 and 15: Setting the Stage and Act I, Scene I

April 05, 2010, 22:03 As we made our way through the last few steps into the theater some other people entered the door down the hall. We entered the theater at the back looking down the curved levels of seats … Continue reading

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Aranansi #13: the Hall of Puppets

April 01, 2010, 19:43 The Journey to the Depths Monkey’s adventures in the worlds beyond life   A sign stood on a tripod slanted a little out from the wall just inside the curtain covered doorway that led to the … Continue reading

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Aranansi #10,11 and 12: Professor Trol’s Emporium

February 28, 2010, 17:52 Andre lead Morris and I through the maze of narrow streets, hedge lined paths, and alleyways bordered by wooden warehouses, crumbling cottages and shadowy shops filled with mysterious and incongruous items. Finally we reached a narrow … Continue reading

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