Giant flying turtles
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May. 21st, 2008 | 01:03 pm
Hot off the neurons: I had a long bizarre dream, much of which is lost to me, but which ended with a series of scenes in which I rode as a passenger on the back of a giant seat turtle that flapped its way through the sky of a twisted metropolis. I can't describe the city other than to say: please go read (well, look at) The Arrival by Shaun Tan. The high rise buildings in the city had giant gaping toothy maws into which we flew the turtle. Flying through the mouthes, we passed into some form of wormhole that brought the turtle and its crew to a different city constructed in the same style. The guy driving the turtle was beating the thing on its head like a madman. It seemed to be the only way to bend the turtle to his will, but I just felt horrible for the poor turtle. At some point we flew through one of the mouths and landed in a room that contained what appeared to be a model or small scale replica of the city we had just been flying over. The driver pointed at a tiny spec meandering through the small buildings of the model and I realized he was pointing at us! I squinted and I could see myself riding on a tiny turtle through the model city.
