Jan 13, 2007 00:17
Last night I had one of the strongest, as far as vividness and feeling-wise, persistent dreams that I have had in a long time.
It started with my brother, Greg full of energy almost jumping around the parking lot Kurt and I just showed up in, with a hat on quite like the brown one Uncle Steve wears (it looks like a lampshade with deer or something on it ... can't remember for sure). We had shown up at an underground drum n bass like scene. After talking to everyone around so far, Greg tells us he is disappointed because he can find no acid. Kurt tells him we have some. My feelings at this point were strong, but I have forgotten part of the dream. Kurt, me, and Greg take the acid and go back to a different party of some sort ... maybe a movie? I have some time with Greg and tell him that I miss feeling like I am part of an accepted "pack" - important and integral, like a family - I want to go back.
Afterwards, we all walk out and pass three (?) girls. Kurt, Greg, and a girl (?) take off. I am upset because I am left behind. I start walking away from the building and trying to reach Kurt on my cell phone. I get to a certain point where I realize I am trapped inside and look down ... there are crocodiles all over. I realize that I was walking through a crocodile pit. I now have to try to get back. I look down and now I have a bible that I was reading as I was walking. I think that it protected me. I almost get my legs bitten off. I get back. Kurt and everyone is back. I am mad at Kurt, and I want to tell him, and let him know the wrong he did to me in front of other people so at least someone can understand me, since I know Kurt will not.
Now Kurt and I have made up and we are trying to escape to be happy ever after together. We realize that the place is overrun with monsters that are coming to get us. The bible, all along, was written by a vampire, and they wrote about what was going to happen to mortals when they said that "the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life" -- they meant that they were going to kill us (we have to die to our old lives), but we would live forever as vampires (eternal lives). Kurt held me in his arms, pulled out a very large 9mm, and shot me in the head. In the dream, it was like the bomb going off in Hiroshima, the way my whole head seemed to turn to dust and blow away from my torso. He got up then, just as the monster jumped down and bit his neck.
The music turned dark and evil, and a helicopter landed in the middle of the jungle. Out came Kurt and two other men into the jungle which seemed like a desert now. The main vampire (God) strode up ... Kurt said something and God said something (which escapes me now). To be continued.
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