I had a dream last night that I was preparing for a trip out to space to help Batman fight the Joker...again! I was frustrated, because I could have sworn that we already defeated the bastard. The night before our departure all the crew members of the space craft sat out on a large, expansive lawn, gazing up at the stars we were soon to enter.
We were unimportant members of the crew: janitorial, mechanical, myself I was a cartographer. Everything was dark and stars were in the grass. I was enjoying the company of a fellow cartographer as we traced the odd occurrences in the sky. A large white light, directly ahead of us seemed to be getting larger. I pointed out to it and told her, "That. That out there. It all scares me. I've flown out so far so many times, and I still get so afraid whenever I'm about to go again."
The orb grew larger and came closer.
"I get scared, too," she said. "It's the unknown, and no matter who many times you go out into it, you'll still never know it."
The orb started to have shadows and craters as I realized it was the moon. The collective gasp of the crowd confirmed that everyone had figured that out.
"Why would that keep you on the grass, though?" she added.
After a few more unexplainable, dreamy things, I watched as Batman took a simple pistol and shot the Joker in the gut. I checked his pulse, unable to believe he could die that easily.
Monday, June 1, 2009
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