Wacky Wedding, Remote Dream by Xavi
Gabriella and I were to be married. We had lots of relatives visiting, and we were all scurrying around to get ready. The setting was my house in Ashland Oregon, but this time it was a 2 room wooden shack that was all diagonal and disheveled. The ceremony kept getting postponed due to time and bad weather. 2 days of getting ready had passed and we were still trying to get it together.
I walked over to the edge of the yard and looked out over the edge of the cliffs and saw an amazing sea of clouds stretching to the horizon, which was bathed in a molten yellow gold sunset, with pearlescent blue and pink highlights. It was so alive and wonderful I had to call my dad over to see. He didn’t really seem interested. It was almost as if he didn’t believe me. By the time I convinced him to come see the sunset, the light had faded and turned to muted tones with some red light still visible. And by the time he walked up to the edge to see, the whole scene had become dark, and we were staring out at the same space, which was now a sea of rotten brown mud and sludge and waste. There was this pale white naked obese man sitting in a rotten wooden row boat playing a violin back and forth… “urr-urrr-urr-urrr-urrr-urrr” the most horrible dark side of the violin…