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I had a very intense, detailed dream last night about Magic Journeys, the after-Imagination-3D-show of my childhood (and the greatest of the Post-Figment Attractions, IMO.) In the dream it was just as I remembered it-- spooky, haunting, a little scary, surreal, sort of mystical-feeling. I think the dream was provoked by the movie my mother found and watched with me last night, a film version of the Astrid Lingdren book The Brothers Lionheart (which, by the by, I found in its illegal entirety online. Mom printed it out for me at work.) Something about the movie-- the little boys with the 70's haircuts? the surreal quality? the spooky music?-- must have put me in a Magic Journeys mind.

I wish I could find some stills from the show online. Poopety.

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