Disillusioned memories
I always thought that I would never die. That is, I would never die anything other than a natural middle-of-the-night-kick-the-bucket death. Then I had a dream last night. I think it comes from me watching too many explicit movies and Ebaum's World stuffs. But in reality, I am not afraid of lightning, and I actually go outside on tennis courts or in my back yard to watch the storm so dangerously close. I never thought that flying through the windshield of a car upon a collision would result in death. I never thought that falling 150 feet would stop the ever precious heart beat. And certainly I never thought that some projectile bullets at several hundred mph would actually hit me and harm me. I always thought that the shooter would miss and I would live on, because I can't die before my time, right?
Here is the dream
I am driving on 20th street approaching the railroad tracks near the Ames High School. The guard rails come down and the red lights warn of an approaching train. I stop, but cars continue to drive across the tracks even though the train is only about 100 meters away. As the train approaches the crossing, a red truck begins to pass in between the barriers, however it doesn't make it. The train smashes into the truck, much like a car driving over a 12 ounce soda bottle. The man-driver falls out of the car all smashed and bloody. Then some losers thought it would be cool to roll underneath the train to reach the other side instead of waiting for it to pass. The first guy got smashed by a grain release on the belly of one of those monstrous carts. The second guy was kinda large, and he got closer to the other side. He pulled his chest out from underneath the train, but he was much too slow. The train acted like a knife and split the poor man's body into two pieces. From the torso half fell all the entrails of the man. It was a very nasty dream...
It is like my eyes were opened and I was released from prison to the rest of the world. I feel like my "matrix" was broken.
Here is the dream
I am driving on 20th street approaching the railroad tracks near the Ames High School. The guard rails come down and the red lights warn of an approaching train. I stop, but cars continue to drive across the tracks even though the train is only about 100 meters away. As the train approaches the crossing, a red truck begins to pass in between the barriers, however it doesn't make it. The train smashes into the truck, much like a car driving over a 12 ounce soda bottle. The man-driver falls out of the car all smashed and bloody. Then some losers thought it would be cool to roll underneath the train to reach the other side instead of waiting for it to pass. The first guy got smashed by a grain release on the belly of one of those monstrous carts. The second guy was kinda large, and he got closer to the other side. He pulled his chest out from underneath the train, but he was much too slow. The train acted like a knife and split the poor man's body into two pieces. From the torso half fell all the entrails of the man. It was a very nasty dream...
It is like my eyes were opened and I was released from prison to the rest of the world. I feel like my "matrix" was broken.