we were all in a line. old classmates, along the road, by the ocean. there was a guard rail thing, and over it was the ocean. there was also a rock there, that i could just barely make my way onto. i climbed over and reached my very toes as far as i could without letting go of something to hold onto, and made it onto the rock. i climbed up a bit and was inside of a cave. i don't know what happened in this cave, but it ended up that rachel and phil died. there was someone else with her, like a badass homeless traveler, and he lost a leg.

i left and it seemed i didn't come back for a long time. i was in a van with someone and we stopped by to look at a garage sale. there wasn't anything we were interested in, so we were walking back to the van. i looked down onto the ground and saw two little puppies having sex exactly like humans would. i was very disgusted and got into the van, commenting to my friend.

we ended up in some kind of motel, and i was in the dark hallway. suddenly it was like i was receiving messages from the oceanside cave rachel and phil died in, and i was scared. rats started running around me, and i thought they must be eating the corpses. i somehow ended up back in the cave.

it was dark and there were many rats, and many maggots all over the mostly eaten corpses. the sorta badass homeless guy was still there, living. rachel had some of her face and i thought of how beautiful she looked, and was sort of happy that they got to die together and side-by-side. i was horrified at all the rats and bugs though and don't remember what happened, but ended up out of the cave again.

once again it seemed like a lot of time passed, and once again i ended up in the cave again. the way i got in wasn't by the rock in the ocean anymore. the ocean seemed to have dried out, and now the cave was very very high up, not by the road anymore, difficult to reach. i walked in from the other side.

the homeless guy was gone. rachel and phil were bones now, and green plants were growing from their heads. like some of the leaves off of these certain flowers at work i forget the name of. they were long though, like hair, going down. their skeletons were on sort of raised platforms of dirt i guess. i reflected on how frightening it was before, but how peaceful it was now. and thought that all of life was like that, and to nature (or whatever) it was no big deal. like nature (or whatever) had a wisdom to know things would never be one way forever, so no reason to be scared. i wasn't scared of the skeletons. it was bright outside, and shady in the cave.

i started talking to phil somehow. he sounded very calm and happy, but i was a little distraught at the fact that he was dead. i looked out of the orginal cave entrance and down into a giant canyon that was very far down and saw a turtle sitting on the original rock that i originally used to get up to the cave. he looked wet, reminding me of how an ocean was there before. it seemed like desert now, full of red rocks. a long ways down. i started saying phil! a turtle! and the turtle looked up at me, turned it's head. and started climbing down the rock. i couldn't see it anymore because from where i was at i could only see the top of the rock.

i talked to phil a lot. it got to the point where his skin started coming back, but it looked terrible. he was moving around like he was drugged and restless, trying to get back into death. i went from him to rachel and the same thing was happening to her, and my skin started to become icky too. i went up to rachel but she was very very scared of me. i tried to smile the warmest kindest reassuring smile i could, but my hands were scaring her. they were like bright white and swelling, and i tried to hide them. she wouldn't stop looking horrified though and there was nothing i could do.

the homeless guy came back taking me out of my sort of dreamlike interactions with them, and had a new leg. he had 3 legs total. it was kind of weird. i looked down and saw his leg bone there among the skeletons. i asked about the plants coming from the skulls, and he only said "they died at the same time, so"

we left. i congratulated him on his leg(s). i thought maybe he was like nature, able to stay in the cave durning frightening times. not leaving what was his home base just because there were dead bodies there. i imagined he tended to them. i felt connected to him. some other guy came up and was like HEY MAN we have to go drink DESERT WINE or something and was being a little pushy, and the 3-legged guy was like no we have to improvise on guitar. i didn't know what to do but followed the 3-legged guy. we climbed up and up this dirt incline (out of the canyon where the cave was) and night was falling. the desert wine guy followed too. night was falling. we hopped over the guard rail and onto the sidewalk on the side of the road. i looked into the canyon and saw how expansive it was, with trees, and mountains in the distance. i looked and saw the cave, high up on a mountain. night had fallen now, and many cars and trucks were going by on the road. late night traffic. we all agreed we liked doing this. i asked what the next step was, and some old guy was parked on the other side of the road by his trailer, waving at us. he scared me a little