At US for a reunion. In a suit, listen to a US CD, talk about LA and stuff with guys. Look at weird figure/ground pictures that end up Christian. I start flying up and down and start calling on Satan and Christ. I wake up energized.
In Grand Cayman wandering around. Go into some bars with Dad. Try eating, but all the food has meat in it. talk to some guy about living cheaply in Cayman.
My guitar has acid holes in it, then acid starts falling from the sky, we try to dodge the drops. We go outside-drops are still there. I go out and realize it’s an illusion and that stops the drops.