Avant-garde sex dream

The room is a small auditorium or theatre but there aren’t any chairs. Is this Las Vegas? It’s decorated in art deco style and the colors are intense jewel tones of blue, red, green, and gold. There is an orchestra set up at the opposite side of the room. There are small groups of people seated on various sections of the floor. I sit down next to a small group of people. The couple next to me has a picnic basket and is having a picnic, red and white checked tablecloth spread on the carpet beneath them. It reminds me of sitting on the lawn at Wolftrap but inside. The music is nice – strings mainly. Yoko Ono is performing with the orchestra and i’m excited to hear what she’s going to do. Something’s happened. I either missed Yoko’s performance or she cancelled? As i’m leaving the venue I stop at a kiosk where some of Yoko’s art is for sale. There’s hardly anything there – like four items - but I look at the two pieces of jewelry hanging on the wall and a couple of rough sketches of ?circles. I tell the sales girl in the kiosk i’m surprised she doesn’t have a lot more art for sale because Yoko has many drawings and conceptual art that would probably sell quickly. It occurs to me i’ve missed the performance and the kiosk, once full of artwork, is just sold out of everything. I leave without buying anything and when I exit through the door i’m standing on a stone ledge overlooking a deep wide teal-gray colored river. It’s a rustic ?gold rush town. I enter a room and it’s a ?yoga demonstration class. There are seven people – three women and three men are demonstrating different yoga positions while the fourth man points out the benefits of the different poses. I realize he is rubbing the woman’s crotch and I look around to see if anybody else notices what he’s doing. That’s when I realize that people all around me are making out and feeling each other. I feel out of place and turn to leave. One of the yoga men approaches me but I tell him “Even if a naked 30-year-old Sean Connery walked into the room, I wouldn’t be interested right now” and leave. Now i’m in an empty stable sitting on a table. Sharon is there. She says she needs $10k and wonders if I could help out. I wonder why she needs the money and she starts talking about us going to ?Belgium.

That’s all i remember.

Art Deco. Yoko Ono. Jewel tones. Sex. 10K. A nekkid 30 y/o Sean Connery? Hell yeah i’d be interested. What the hell? Maybe i was referring to the orgy atmosphere. Yoga and orgy are kinda similar words. I never noticed that before.