Parallel reality

Date: 12/7/2021

I start out in this reality, or what is the “normal” reality. But there’s a switch, an activation that flips everything upside down. I am on an old wooden boat now, only it is floating in water, underneath it. There are other people on the boat, a crew. It’s like an old pirate boat. We can all breath. I’m watching this scene like a movie- everything is inverse. In the normal reality Kyle is there, cleaning rooms. It’s mundane, almost a punishment or servitude. He knows how to flip the realities but he doesn’t want to, there’s an apprehension. Then he does something and like a cannonball that is how reality gets flipped. He got fed up with the mundane. In the alternative reality I am now on a street, a busy street that’s somewhere in a city- almost normal looking. I have been given a map, there’s somewhere specific I must go. I think I am with my mom and brother. That changes soon and whoever I am with shifts to someone else. The map is a hand drawn picture of a mountain and when I hold it up it matches the mountain in the background and we decide to walk there. As we’re walking though we realize it is so much further away than it looks. We are passing by gas stations and I have to go pee. After I go inside one with a bathroom we wait at a bus stop. A bus approaches and it is more like a large tuktuk. Crowded with tourists who don’t move to make room for all of us, the rest of my party can sit while I stand holding onto a rail. The bus ride is rough though and I force the family sitting to make room. They are sunburnt and cranky, I think there is pee on the seat but I don’t care enough. The mountain we are trying to get to looks man made. It is white, and juts out by itself with no other mountains. It’s surface is almost smooth. When we start to pass the mountain we get off the bus. One of the tourists children gets off the bus with us and the bus starts to take off. The child starts to run across the street and I grab a Can of Pringles out of my back pocket. He turns into a small, brown pig and comes up to the Can of Pringles. I grab him by the scruff of his neck and run to the bus and hand him back to his family. The tower has many levels inside. What the tower is is this: each level has a different God. Those gods have each chosen a different creation to make and how busy those gods stay depends on how much of their creation is used, or how important it is. For example, there is a level with two gods who created plastic. They stay busy. The other gods laughed at them when they first chose to create plastics but now they are among the busiest gods. We watch them for a minute. It is like they are melting things in a vat constantly. Another level has two female gods that sit behind a bar. They have sparkly things in front of them and are sitting there, bored almost. They have invented some sort of jewelry, and while they are not busy their level is nice to linger in, almost like window shopping. Then there is some sort of corporate office as we’ve neared the top. A tall, thin but not too thin man in a suit is there. Maybe the one in charge of the mountain, the one who oversees the other gods, I guess the gods of industry that have been bound to this mountain and limited to their initial creations. I don’t know what we say to this God in a suit, but he’s talking. Talking about how all of this is necessary. Then like another cannon ball his office starts to tilt heavily and he is floating, his office filling with water. We leave the mountain.