Dream Sequence

There were turtlesThere was New Orleans

There was my grandfather, and his hunting land. He said that he would rather stay out there. He'd set up deer stands in trees, and whenever he was finished them, he'd abandon the whole outfit--leaving behind important supplies like toilet paper.

The last bit, I was in school. I saw a genealogy. The first of all musicians. Adam and Eve, showing the baby Jesus to The Lord as a sacrifice. Dylan Oubre's mom was teaching. In the last moments she asked one of the student to give a demonstration of how to do the homework. He began to read over the lesson in song. Singing the assigned numbers and names. I could see from his perspective, and the text that he was reading from.

The song he was singing. Am--G--D... And the word "September" was being shouted by the choir behind him.