Dream Sequence, 2011

Walking in a night-time unknown Asian city, through an adult fun district of lights, and invitations to pleasure... It seems familiar, not scary, and the touts and money-changers and entertainment-sellers are active under neon lights, with rock and soul music pumping energy into the pungent evening air... The inner feeling that there's a "special place" somewhere near, becomes strong, and leads to a walk up a hill to a quiet street, which is also a night business place, but many of the cabaret club storefronts and pub doors are closed, yet mysteriously beckon to break a window and come inside... Then there it is -- a large strange house at the end of the street, surrounded by a garden, on a knoll... It's a Victorian Mansion-looking place, much different than the tropical/Asian architecture everywhere else, and its uniqueness attracts almost subliminally, and I walk through the gate, past the garden plants, up the stairs onto a spacious porch, and knock on the door... And it opens... And that's when I awake...