MINE BACK DOOR
Dreamed 1979/9/7 by Chris Wayan
I'm given a tour of a deep mine out behind my parents' house, showing my sister around. The deepest levels have water, cold and hot, even some token trickles of lava, a lot of gold-bearing quartz, and blue clay where diamonds have been found. Little diamond-shaped tags mark the spots to encourage the miners. On the deepest level, at the end of the furthest tunnel, see a dark door. Look in till my eyes adjust...
Stars. See hills against the night sky. Recognize them at last: it's the rift zone near Caņada College and my parents' house. I can see the water tower, in a mirror set up just outside the door.
Movement! There's a guard! I fear he'll kill me for finding out there's an easier entrance to the mine--a simple route to the depths and their treasure! My father owns the mine, dug it himself. A monopoly. How far will he defend it? The guard just glowers.
I back out, return to the surface the hard way.
And I wake.
Write the dream. Believe it to be true. So I tell it to my mother as if it's a rumor I heard, without mentioning the source. She doesn't know, so she asks my dad! Damn!
But he says "No, I've never mined out behind our house, because if it caved in while I was alone, no one would know, I'd be doomed. It's just too dangerous."
I believe him. But the mine is there.
So whose is it?
And I wake again.
NOTES IN THE MORNING
Are my dreams warning against themselves?
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