I was hatched on Jupiter down in the liquid-water zone-- floating isles on endless sea-- though once it was night eternally. But after we rebellious Reds tore at our overlords' scales pouring all their greasy blood on rolling decks, the racks of ice-veils cirrusing our stratosphere began to tatter clear! In a wracked and ragged dawn through victory we saw red sun. This revolution-dream is true and the origin, whether you believe in scaly me or not of Jupiter's Great Red Spot.

NOTE 35 YEARS LATER

Minus the Red politics, this really is the current explanation for the Great Red Spot--it's the eye of a hurricane bigger than Earth, a hole in pale, icy cloud layers letting us see redder layers many miles deeper, down where it's warm enough for liquid water (though apparently just clouds, not a world-sea, as in the dream. A pity! As Arthur Clarke wrote, "Think of the fishing!")

The odd skyline of that floating town on the horizon echoed a dream three months earlier of a line of palm trees over an oasis; it meant the pattern I found in the charts of my dream-recall--ultraslow waves no other researcher's reported.

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