On: Being Lonely Brings Me Others
It's true, I just realized part of my dream last night. In it, I was in a huge CIA / SFO area, with Obama and his wife and daughters, Jeff, Anya, maybe Jim Morrison made another appearance but I don't think so. Anyways, I think that's every one, minus the charged CIA guys that togther, with Obama, were going to leave me here in this place, and once they left everything would cease to be real and I would live in this building, which was just one big hologram. Before they left me, or disappeared into the air or the wall, they pressed a button on a thick long remote control that made everything flicker and they explained that everything here was interrconnected and depended on each other, but that nothing or no one could or would respond to me. It was weird once they left because I tried to run around and have fun being alone, and not being noticed, but it got old after about ten minutes. Then I got angry, and more and more mad that I couldsay or do anything I wanted to these people, so I started killing them by throwing them off the upper level thing, and smashing them as hard as I could to the ground. The throng of people walking around not 2 centimeters from the dead people didn't even seem to notice, let alone care. Then I got really angry and furious, so I threw two vaces down from the top level and hit two people with imepcable aim. After that, I wasn't happy at all and I was experiencing sucha horrible mix of ecstasy. an orgasm, and dire pain that I almost hurled myself over the edge. Until all of a sudden two young kid holograms made up of dotted lines and air and white and blue appeared and held my hand. I felt like I was watching this from a distance, but I felt their hands. It was the first feeling I had felt the entire time. I'm not sure, but I think I woke up tben.
It was weird and I wish we could communicate.
It was weird and I wish we could communicate.