Mine Back Door
Dreamed 1979/9/7 by Chris Wayan
I'm given a tour of a deep mine out behind my parents' house, showing my sister around. The deepest levels have water, cold and hot, even some token trickles of lava, a lot of gold-bearing quartz, and blue clay where diamonds have been found. Little diamond-shaped tags mark the spots to encourage the miners. On the deepest level, at the end of the furthest tunnel, see a dark door. Look in till my eyes adjust...
Stars. Starlit hills against the night sky. Recognize them at last: it's the rift zone near Caņada College and my parents' house. I can see the water tower, in a mirror set up just outside the door.
Movement! There's a guard! I fear he'll kill me for finding out there's an easier entrance to the mine--a simple route to the depths and their treasure! My father owns the mine, dug it himself. A monopoly. How far will he defend it?
The guard just glowers.
I back out, return to the surface the hard way.
And I wake.
Write the dream. Believe it to be true. So I tell it to my mother as if it's a rumor I heard, without mentioning the source.
She doesn't know, so she asks... my dad! Damn!
But he's not angry I've discovered the secret entrance. He says "No, I've never mined out behind our house, because if it caved in while I was alone, no one would know, I'd be doomed. It's just too dangerous to work alone."
I believe him. He really didn't dig it. Yet the mine is there.
So whose is it?
And I wake again.
NOTES IN THE MORNING
Are my dreams warning against themselves? Or at least... that my inner dad's belief about the danger of dreams can cause trouble itself.
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