electro^plankton

It all starts with me and a friend on a bus. Margaret Cho gets on and and several stops later, tells me to buy her mother KIM brand soap. She says I can't miss it. It means "love."

I get off at the next stop and find myself in what looks like Korea town. Narrowing my focus I see the shop Margaret pointed at and it turns out to be a bakery. . . that just so happens to sell soap.

I walk inside to find it brimming with people all browsing and indecisive. I do a quick lap around the bakery to look for KIM soap but find this is no ordinary bakery. In one corner is a seafood market. In another are all the traditional things you'd expect to find in a bakery but curiously the part with the most hustle is a section that sells a hodge podge of things like watches and cups.

I resolve to myself and give up. I do not see any KIM soap for sale but I do see empty boxes of it crushed behind the counters. It looks like a dry washing detergent box - pink on top, blue bottom with the words "PINK" written in big bold white print. I hear the clerk ask who's next but nobody in line can figure it out. It's chaos. Just before I arrive to the front of the unorganized line, I wake up.

Now that I'm awake, I did some research and found out 2 things in a pinch. One; KIM does not mean "love" in any language. In Korean it means gold. Second; Google turns up nothing when I searched KIM soap. In conclusion, my unconscious mind is totally inaccurate and makes up shit to fill in gaps, yet it has the power to create things from scratch - everything from the bus, the bakery, and the KIM soap box. I'm sure none of those exist in reality but my unconscious mind designed it all dynamically as I was dreaming. Amazing.