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The Kikomo TestMonday, May 25th, 2015


I’m in a parking lot next to a river running thru a downtown Oregon city. I’m behind a large brick factory type building. There are a couple cars nearby. I don’t feel incredibly trusting of where I am. A guy walks up and asks me something. It’s vague about what it is but I believe it has something to do with money. I tell him no. A few other guys come up and they start taking pictures of one of the guys. He’s kind of a doughey charismatic type of guy and the other two seem to be old friends. They’re talking about not having enough money for gas to get home but the sale of the pictures will help. I follow them into the building. Vague. I ask how they can sell pictures and make money but they don’t really respond. We get back to the parking lot and I see in my mind a visual of the doughey guy. He’s a spy kid and he’s somewhere say “amazon” in slow motion. Someone else sees it and walks up to him and requests a badge that he takes and puts on him arms and walks away. He’s the owner of a movie theatre somewhere and kids come to see the way he’s gotten badges from spy kids on film.

I’m walking along the street. I’ve parked my car in front of a boutique and I’m walking with a backpack on. I near a large white building that seems to be a pool hall. I guy with long hair walks out holding something white in his hand. He says, “The only place that sells PVC.” I don’t respond cos I really don’t know what he’s talking about and he mutters something like, “Probably doesn’t speak English.” I just don’t know what I’m supposed to say. I walk along the window of the place and see that they play a different game that people are betting on, something like skee ball. The balls are yellow, green and red. I have something in my hand and I find this ledge that’s really difficult to walk along cos of large containers in the way and it runs right into wall. It’s a long way down and I get to the end and realize I need to go back which is even more difficult cos of the thing in my hand. I don’t know why I’ve done this and it makes me nervous to fall so I consider going over but there’s no way. I make it past.

At this point, I get up and go to the bathroom. I get back in bed and go back into the dream with the name Kikomo in my head. I hear someone say that I’m not doing to well and to actually pass the test, I’ll need to score four 7’s in a row.

I’m with some kids somewhere. They’ve done something like smoked something and one is telling us of the visions he’s had. There’s a tall, dark man there who has some relationship to me, like he is me, but I’m watching him from the outside. Vague… He gets into a car of some sort cos he’s going to be taken somewhere. The car drives right off the side of a bridge into the sea. It’s very dark but the driver knows the route perfectly going into the blackness. The man is nervous but is letting the process take place. Finally the vehicle comes out of the water and gets back onto the street. The man is taken to a place where there is a group of men playing a game like baccarat at a table. It feels very Mediterranean. The guy goes up and gets something to smoke and trips for a little while. When he’s done, he complains to them that he knows the kids that are getting this stuff and he’s not happy about it and he’s going to expose them. He walks over to cement retaining wall and sits down to take off his gloves that look like fingerless motorcycle gloves. There’s a kid there that asks if he would like to trade gloves cos he doesn’t like his own. The man says no. Then the man walks over to a large truck. It looks like a dump truck with a small house on top. It’s old, dark red, beat up and wobbles a lot. He drives away. But then I see him again, standing in front of train tracks as other cars pass by. There’s a scooter there.


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