Validation

Notes: I'm in a huge shopping centre, possibly in Bangkok. The ceiling is so high I can't see it, just layers and layers of shops. I find some glasses like the one's Samantha had in my previous dream. The tag on the glasses reads "Carlos Tools". I attempt to purchase them, but my credit card is refused. "You're not old enough to use credit" says the sales assistant. I look at the card and realise I'm only a small child.

Stoned Soul Picnic

Notes: The girl on the bus. Everything's hazy and 'overexposed', like my irises haven't adjusted to the light. Turns out everyone's like this, everyone's irises have ceased functioning. The girl, she says her name is Samantha, has bought special sunglasses, she bought them from someone called Carlos.

Wraiths and strays

Notes: I'm in Japan, in the lush garden of some kind of mansion. My host says her name is Ms. Lyssa Ling. The light is strange, like a Super-8 film, like a lomograph, like a memory of someone else's memories. "The red flowers are my favourites" she says. the fragrance of vanilla fills the air.

Gold is the metal

The Connection