Last night had me in an Indiana-Jones esque cave. I was suspended with another person above something like lava or acid. Across from us was another pair suspended, and in between us was a the Mona Lisa. It was the height of an action-film quandary. Apparently all of us and the painting would be released at the same time to do battle over the painting before it or us were lost below. Though I perceived the liquid to be caustic--somehow there was more concern that the painting would be sunk in the liquid than consumed. As it was dropped, the painting shifted into Da Vinci's self-portrait and then into Botticelli's Birth of Venus. There was a narrative going on about Da Vinci's life while these paintings shifted, and I wondered that they were suddenly showing a painting obviously done by Botticelli. I then remembered that Da Vinci was influenced by Botticelli and had seen this painting. I don't know (in real life) if this is true or not, though the timing makes it very possible.
Before I knew it I was out of the cave and outside. I was sitting with my family and we were suddenly watching either an Indiana Jones film or The Lion King. During the end credits, they showed a choir doing a gospel-version of Joy to the World. It was the same rendition that my church sometimes sings at Christmas. I was trying to get my father's attention to have him notice this particular arrangement of music.
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