Fuck me....
I don't know what's prompting this, but lately I've been having the most horrific nightmares. Friday night I had the most repulsive, gory, sickeningly pornographic, psycholigically frightening and scarily vivid dream I can ever remember having.
It involved a lot of mutilation, the death of my family, rape, abuse, and all manner of things that actually made me gag when I awoke. I remember the last thing that happened before I woke up, I was levitating through some sort of space made of circuit boards, surrounded by numerous floating enemies. To try and rid myself of them, I was pushing their bodies into rotating discs and carving up their bodies. Everytime one of their bodies was sliced, their face would detatch, and I realised they were androids. The face would hover in front of mine for a few seconds, and then scream like a child in pain. Then hundreds of wires and tubes shot from their face and forced themselves down my throat, into my eyes, and into my skin. The feeling of them choking me was what made me gag when I woke up in a cold sweat.
Nasty.
Oh yeah, I was however extremely overjoyed this weekend to finally find the box set of 'American Gothic'. Man oh man, I loved that show. One of the best things to come out of Nineties America, and yet known and appreciated by only a select few! "There's somebody at the door........"
It involved a lot of mutilation, the death of my family, rape, abuse, and all manner of things that actually made me gag when I awoke. I remember the last thing that happened before I woke up, I was levitating through some sort of space made of circuit boards, surrounded by numerous floating enemies. To try and rid myself of them, I was pushing their bodies into rotating discs and carving up their bodies. Everytime one of their bodies was sliced, their face would detatch, and I realised they were androids. The face would hover in front of mine for a few seconds, and then scream like a child in pain. Then hundreds of wires and tubes shot from their face and forced themselves down my throat, into my eyes, and into my skin. The feeling of them choking me was what made me gag when I woke up in a cold sweat.
Nasty.
Oh yeah, I was however extremely overjoyed this weekend to finally find the box set of 'American Gothic'. Man oh man, I loved that show. One of the best things to come out of Nineties America, and yet known and appreciated by only a select few! "There's somebody at the door........"