At a school, nighttime, walking through a building. Go into a bathroom and stay there. It’s morning, I have no clothes, walk around looking for them. People start showing up, I grab some random clothes and leave. Walk through campus in odd clothes, meet a friend.
On a porch, talking with Allan Holdsworth about his system. He has his strings tuned to fifths, special ordered gauges, extra reinforced necks. I say it’s a lot like Fripp’s. He says yeah-you have to relearn everything.
Run into a bathroom with a guy. We close the doors and he gets me. Done, sit on the toilet.
In the woods with a bunch of kids. We sit in a ledge and it flies across a gorge, and sticks into the edge. The young ones scream and we go back. Work harder and the ledge goes all the way across. In another woods, need to eat. I conjure up food-chickens, grain, etc. for the people and animals. Walk over to help someone.