Monday, January 16, 2012
"In July 2010, i dreamed that i was flying
over downtown Cairo in a one-person
helicopter made of glass. Like a Segway,
in the air. And the entire city was flooded
to the level of the billboards but the lights
were all still on. It was post-apocalyptic.
There was a sinkhole in the center of Tahrir
Square that the water was rushing into.
And i was afraid of flying too close to it.
So i flew up to Muqattam, where the water
was rushing over the cliff, creating this
kind of waterfall, into this tiny cave. And inside
there was a ten-foot-tall military man, like
twice the size of regular person, sitting in
a chair, and i spent all night just chewing
on his ankles, punching him - he was like
a clown doll, made of rubber, but he was
taunting me, i could hear his voice inside"...