Dream Journal
April 9, 1997
There’s definitely a Banana House at the Dark Tower.
Logan returns to the Dark Tower. I look for Rafe. Logan arrives, we then see him later dressed up all Ren-Festy. He comes to Joshua and I as we cross this Russian Square with some advanced form of Danielle. Somehow, I can tell Logan’s about to lie because his moustache isn’t real.
Joshua and I had been talking about how Rafe had been in New York when the president was shot. Now we were looking for Rafe in room 722 in the Dark Tower. We went up and up. I knew Rafe knew New York very well and would have defenses set up. We got near and I rang what used to be my door and then what used to be Joshua’s door. There were about 5-6 of Rafe’s friends watching out in the hall. I went up to the 7th floor. It was a classroom now — a big one.
The sewers: Joshua and I had figured out the secret way to enter the sewers at the Dark Tower. We’d been exploring them. The openings were narrow and inside were long endless tubes with warm, strange winds. There were little flames burning. I feared it wasn’t breathable air, so I kept returning to the surface for air. Below the lower air tube was a little jump-down place with a grate in the floor. After jumping in one of these we ended up in a subway system. It was scary. We knew we had to be careful because everyone who rode the subway was crazy. We immediately met some such people. Someone was talking threateningly and using slurs.
Rooms: Interesting how rooms from different places I’ve lived in are in the Dark Tower — Blaine House, Banana House, and probably many others. It’s the representation of “your room”.
Underground: The higher frequency the astral realm, the more bright, open, and spacious it is. Conversely, it gets nasty when you go underground. The subway, then, would definitely be a place of crazy people.
Moustache of Lies: Now this is strange. . . .