Whilst the Moon transited Aquarius and my ninth house, it proved the most hysterically luciferous of dreams.  I would on Monday, September 3, 1990 dream the most insightful of dreams which was the first dream that day.  

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I encountered a gibbon, another animal of some sort and a weasel.  Perhaps, if not a weasel, it was a beaver or a groundhog.  A dark brown-coated animal it was.

They were furred animals that could manipulate with their front legs/hand-like paws – all three of these animals.  It was an interesting animal.  I think it may even have been an oversized raccoon.  They were, at night time, on a walled ledge.

When looking at them, the gibbon was on the far right.  This very antsy weasel, or whatever it was, was to the far left.

Across the road, from the animal contestants, was a White woman standing who was conducting a test.  It was like a lottery that was being televised.

It was really a scam because they would ask questions of the animals.  Needless to say, the poor creatures wouldn’t have a clue. They would just sit there very dumbfounded such that it was all a big joke.

The resultant prize, a rather sizeable jackpot, would go up higher.  It was like a motivational thing – maybe one day when it went up so high then one of the animals would finally blurt out the answer.

The question was being posed to the respective furred contestants,

“What did all three species have in common?”

I knew that it had nothing to do with the fact that they each had tails or fur.  Too, it was being asked of different people.  Immediately, I knew the answer and got very excited.

I knew that the correct answer was that they were all carnivores.  I even went and was trying to put in for the creatures.  However, as a human it was unfair of me, I couldn’t intervene.

Alas, as soon as the question was asked down off the wall jumped the little weasel character.  It did not even know the goddamn answer but went greedily running up and making faces.

It excitedly gesticulated and showed off that it had hands that were not unlike a human’s.  The excitable creature began clapping to prove that he was very humanlike.

It was pathetic really.  It was just a greedy, greedy little fucker.

At one point, I looked over my left shoulder back at the gibbon and it rolled its eyes as if to say,

’Really… such a greedy, little fucker.  Why doesn’t he just come back and play dumb like everybody else?’

This was quite the shrewd insight, to have gained, of the animal kingdom’s take on us ofttimes absurdist, fur-depilated bipedal simians.

’Can’t he see how fucked up humans are?  If we did not realise what a mess humans were we’d already be talking ourselves.’

This gibbon had such a regal face.  Whilst it was deliberately being very telepathic, it knew that I was able to discern its thoughts.

That was why I had looked over my shoulder and back in its direction in the first place.  It was so intelligent and so extremely funny.

I was telepathically communicating with these animals.  Finally, I was able to psychically connect with this busy-bodied/mind creature.  I told it that the answer was, in fact, carnivore.

As soon as it learnt this, the creature immediately began panting and gritting its teeth in a masticating manner.  It just got so overly excited that it was really too funny.

It wanted to be the one to get it right but the poor creature just did not know how to verbally communicate it.  I suggested to it that, perhaps, it could write the answer since it couldn’t speak.

So immediately the little pathetic fucker wanted me to teach it how to write… on the spot.  It was so impatient that it began trying to bark – shout – carnivore which just sounded like it was miserably choking on a giant fur ball.

It was so pathetic.  However, this merely proved more entertainment for the humans.  More than that, what was really funny was seeing the way the gibbon was rolling its eyes and being very bored by it all.

The gibbon then telepathically imparted to me,

’I don’t know which is worse, these goddamn humans or this pathetic little creature.’

It was very funny.  There was a great connectedness and dialogue between this gibbon and me.

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Photo: Aged Baboon.

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