I was driving my truck through the trails at mini haha falls with the intention of filling up water at a spigot in the woods. A park ranger informed me that I couldn't drive in the falls. I tried to convince him to let me, but he wouldn't say yes. I noticed there was a pipe with water coming out in the rangers office, and I pushed it back onto a shelf (it had been pouring onto the floor. (in protest)
The madness started, when William was demonstrating, how he could hang from one foot, from a trailer house that was tipped on its front end and rose upwards like a mini sky scraper. I was up there with him, as well as some other students, and it was making me very nervous. I kept looking down, and was sitting on the bumper, which swayed as I moved, and the whole set up felt horribly wrong.
At some point the whole contraption turned into a hot air balloon, and the whole group lifted off and flew over a park, with people like my neighbors in Lynhurst, who ooohed and ahhhh'd. It became Stoma who was the teacher and I realized that he had requested a hot air balloon.
I was in some kind of post war anarchy, with someone like Stephen cox, and he was looking at out lawed video games, we were on a boardwalk by the ocean. I tried not to look at the games thinking they must be either extremely violent or pornographic, but I was a bit curious. Jaina came down a long narrow set of apartment stairs that led down to the street, and I went up with her. She told me that she had taken 5 pills. I was concerned for her, but she said she felt great and seemed really animated. She was preparing a bath.
I walked down the hall a bit, saw Stephen Cox. I was in a big school or university building with a front desk. I realized I had my Berimbau. It had a red chord attached to the bottom. I walked down the hall, past a class that Stoma was teaching, and he commented about how I was holding a string instrument from Afghanistan. I walked into a classroom, and Yoji had assembled a group of Capoeiristas and was giving a very motivational speech. He had just come back from a trip to Bahia and was inspired. I remember wondering how long that would last. Then we were getting ready to play in a roda. I didn't have the right close, but was wearing green army parachute pants over a pair of camo-sweat pants. I wondered if I would have enough mobility.
At One point earlier I had been in a big class room. And Jill Paquin was there, and I thought of here kindly, but she didn't speak to me at all, but at one point we were told to sit in a circle, and apparently I was sitting next to her friend, so I moved over to make space for her.
