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A fever dream. Motels with red doors, red dust drifting down into the parking lot where lizard hides are parked. A ship coming in to dock on the left with a mysterious figure standing strong. 

 

A Horse with No Name, three horses standing, two green with yellow eyes and one black with a ladder going up his neck. Four, one beneath the ladder with a rider. He’s saying “boys, it’s a crazy world out here.” Wild world, Yusuf / Cat Stevens. A home surrounded by rose bushes in a way brought to life. A bunker with bookshelves and a fireplace. There is a chimney dug up from the dirt as to not get smoked out. 

 

Near the house an army of uncooked macaroni men. One macaroni man's head sits near the ladder man's feet. He was overtaken by the white lava paint. Luckily one guy has a hoverboard, maybe he will happen to look away from the cave they are all moving towards and help out his friend. Nobody can see in there, it is dark. Only echoes are heard. 

 

Two figures sit across from each other. One is god. Round and round they go. Both faces scratched out. 

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The Greek gods and Egyptians built beautiful temples. The entrance, hieroglyphs and marble pillars encompass the walls and above. Then the shocking blue. Electric Blue, ICEHOUSE. Creatures setting papers aflame in the metal cans for warmth at night, firelight through rusted holes creating murky shadows along the chain link fence. Gravel crunching.

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A future in Prague, warm breeze walking through the cobbled streets. Two figures, one puts marbles down a shoot from a balcony window. Next to them yin and yang pulling an artist's tongue. Pan’s labyrinth. If you wanted to leave Hotel California you could walk down to the castle from the top of the staircase towards the snake resting his tongue in a refrigerator. The bananas don’t know this, they think he’s going to eat them. Snakes don’t even eat bananas, but nevertheless, they preach. Take a left on the second set of stairs, then a right and you’ll come to a hallway of many events. Dust bunnies meandering towards a portal, and a guy with a sword arm near a flower pot. A faint outline of a father wanting to fight the snake to the right of this, with his son hopping off the platform next to him, uninterested, saying, “Look dad, I can fly.”