Dreamscape: The Mall Sam Aurelius Milam III
In
my dreams, there are some places that I visit repeatedly. One of
those places is the Mall. I've been there three times that I can
recall, over the past 20 years or so.
My
visits to the Mall have always begun in a rocky, irregular valley.
The valley curves gradually from the South toward the Southeast.
On each of my visits to the Mall, so far, I've ridden South along the valley
on a vehicle that I can't see. It seems to be something like a motorcycle,
a bicycle, or maybe an ATV. I ride along the curving valley for a
short distance, maneuvering among large boulders, and then there's a discontinuity
in the dream.
My
next awareness is of walking in the Mall. It's a long place, and
often narrow. The floor, walls, and ceiling are entirely covered
in tiles. I can't remember if the tiles have any color but they're
very bright and glossy. The Mall is utterly silent. In some
places, the Mall is about as wide as a normal room in a normal house.
In some places, it's much wider. Often, there are entrances to various
shops along the sides, usually in the wall to my left. I always walk
along the wall to my right. I can't see into the shops. One
of the wide places has a shop in the center, between the walls on either
side. I can't tell if there are any windows in the shop, or any doors.
Just beyond the shop, there are a few people hurrying back and forth across
the Mall, ahead of me. There are never any people walking along the
Mall, only crossing it, always hurrying, and always ahead of me, never
behind me. Just beyond the shop, where the Mall is still wide, there
are three black escalators. Two of them are facing me, so that I
can see the stairs moving on them. The third escalator is between
the other two and faces the other direction, so that I can't see its stairs.
They're utterly black and utterly silent. All three of them are going
up. There aren't any people on them.
I
walk past the escalators. The next section of the Mall is narrow,
just a hallway. After a while, it widens on the left into a small
room that's completely covered on all three walls with Post Office boxes.
Beyond that, the Mall is narrow again, just a hallway. There's a
90º turn to the left and then a 90º turn to the right.
Shortly after that, at a wider section, the entire width and height of
the Mall are blocked by a glass wall, floor-to-ceiling and wall-to-wall.
It's the end of the Mall. Through the wall, I can see the valley
in which I'd previously ridden. From where I'm standing, facing Northwest,
it curves away toward the North. It's being excavated by huge equipment
in preparation to extend the Mall. It's silent in a way that can't
be described in words. That's where the dream ends.
I
can remember the Mall as clearly as I can remember places that I've been
in the real world. The place gives me an indescribably eerie feeling.
I don't know if I'll ever visit there again, but I get chills just thinking
about it.   Letter to the Editor
I
think your May 2009 issue is one of your best, ever.
—Richard; San Francisco, California
 Old Soldiers Sam Aurelius Milam III
I
keep seeing warnings about how quickly the recordings on videocassettes
fade away. I noticed right away that most of those warnings were
coming from people who were profiting from DVDs. I became suspicious,
so I dug out my old recording of The Muppet Movie. It's the first
videocassette that I ever bought, way back when the things first became
available, probably sometime around the middle 70s. That makes it
over 30 years old. The first wife didn't manage to get her hands
on it during the divorce so it's travelled around with me for all of these
years. I put it in my VCR, mashed the Play Button, and sat back to
watch. The movie looked as good as it did the first time that I ever
played it. So, I think that the folderol about fading recordings
on videocassettes is another marketing scam. Keep your old videocassettes.
They don't die. They don't even fade away.  How to Have Some Fun Original Source Unknown. Forwarded by Jan, of Sulphur,
Louisiana.
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