urgh...
I just had this really bad dream...it's not like anything explicitly bad happened in it, but more like there was the threat of something really bad, like being killed, if I didn't comply...
From what I can remember, there was this guy. He was probably in his mid-40's because he was balding and he wore glasses and had a sizeable middle. And what was happening was that people were disappearing around me. I mean, not like vanishing, there one minute gone the next, but more like going missing, or dying. And I had a feeling that my friends - no-one explicitly mentioned that I can remember - were among those disappearing, because this 40 year old, whose name I cannot remember, was involved somehow. And this bloke was insinuating his way into my daily life until I'm walking along somewhere reasonably innocuous - vaguely, I remember it involving the music department at my school - and he pops out and cajoles me. He'd been working his way through my friends, and now I was the next victim. Next thing I know I'm at his place with some other people around a table, and he's basically lecturing us. What he said, I don't remember, but basically he then wants us to sign this contract-like-thing, which is done up to look like old-style papyrus-y stuff, which basically says that over the next three weeks (to today's dates even, April 1 - 21) we will grow roses. And stipulated into that is out of those roses, we will give him the rose we think best matches "the definition of a rose". Given this task which I don't want to do because it's starting to reek of some sort of cultist thing, something like Scientology, I engage in polite argument with the man, though what was said I dont remember, but he was getting progressively angrier that I wasn't apparently going to do it. And in my head while this argument is going on is the growing fear that he's going to do something. Meanwhile, he's lying in wait, literally lying down, on a set of stairs, awaiting his next victim. Then there's some sort of jump, and I get the mood of a street corner near my house, basically it's the road that goes down to my old primary school one way, and another way leads home. I say mood because I'm not sure it was there, but it felt like there. Woman shows up and he basically tells her to wait in his room, naked. He starts disrobing in front of me (which is how I remember the belly) and I say that I'm sorry - he takes it to mean that I'm sorry, I won't grow the roses, but I quickly change it to mean "I'm sorry, I've got to go so I can start growing these roses". However, that's when I wake up, right at the cusp of making the decision to either sign this contracty thing and run the threat of whatever his cult will throw at me, or not and probably get killed.
So yeah. Weird dream, and it' s going to trouble me all day. Pity, because I really want to enjoy myself, and now I feel like I can't trust anybody 'cos they could be part of this mad cult and dob me in (stupid feeling, I know). Maybe it's just a warning about April Fools' Day, but I think there's something deeper, here.
From what I can remember, there was this guy. He was probably in his mid-40's because he was balding and he wore glasses and had a sizeable middle. And what was happening was that people were disappearing around me. I mean, not like vanishing, there one minute gone the next, but more like going missing, or dying. And I had a feeling that my friends - no-one explicitly mentioned that I can remember - were among those disappearing, because this 40 year old, whose name I cannot remember, was involved somehow. And this bloke was insinuating his way into my daily life until I'm walking along somewhere reasonably innocuous - vaguely, I remember it involving the music department at my school - and he pops out and cajoles me. He'd been working his way through my friends, and now I was the next victim. Next thing I know I'm at his place with some other people around a table, and he's basically lecturing us. What he said, I don't remember, but basically he then wants us to sign this contract-like-thing, which is done up to look like old-style papyrus-y stuff, which basically says that over the next three weeks (to today's dates even, April 1 - 21) we will grow roses. And stipulated into that is out of those roses, we will give him the rose we think best matches "the definition of a rose". Given this task which I don't want to do because it's starting to reek of some sort of cultist thing, something like Scientology, I engage in polite argument with the man, though what was said I dont remember, but he was getting progressively angrier that I wasn't apparently going to do it. And in my head while this argument is going on is the growing fear that he's going to do something. Meanwhile, he's lying in wait, literally lying down, on a set of stairs, awaiting his next victim. Then there's some sort of jump, and I get the mood of a street corner near my house, basically it's the road that goes down to my old primary school one way, and another way leads home. I say mood because I'm not sure it was there, but it felt like there. Woman shows up and he basically tells her to wait in his room, naked. He starts disrobing in front of me (which is how I remember the belly) and I say that I'm sorry - he takes it to mean that I'm sorry, I won't grow the roses, but I quickly change it to mean "I'm sorry, I've got to go so I can start growing these roses". However, that's when I wake up, right at the cusp of making the decision to either sign this contracty thing and run the threat of whatever his cult will throw at me, or not and probably get killed.
So yeah. Weird dream, and it' s going to trouble me all day. Pity, because I really want to enjoy myself, and now I feel like I can't trust anybody 'cos they could be part of this mad cult and dob me in (stupid feeling, I know). Maybe it's just a warning about April Fools' Day, but I think there's something deeper, here.