Aug 23, 2005 03:24
so as i keep track of my dreams they get more and more vivid, longer, more potent. this last dream was the longest and most vivid, with even a touch of lucidity.
---it starts off at a party where i dont know many people, just a few faces, Tannes, John, Mike...and i see this girl with a shaved head who looks familiar. I go up to her and strike up a conversation, one shaved head to another. We have a good laugh, and her little brother comes running up and i sit and talk with him about stuff, i try and use him a bit to get in good with her.
later on Skinhead Girl puts her little brother to bed and we get to talkin and what not and we both REALLY wanna get together again but she starts gettin kinda sad and starts explaining how she has had severe family trauma, in and out of foster homes, in and outta juvenile detention etc etc, i tell her it doesnt matter. She tells me she is only seventeen...reluctantly, i say it doesnt matter.
the next day there is a parade/party/carnival down on Pioneer Way for some reason, so i go with Mike and John and Tannes and i run into Skinhead Girl who tells me her new foster mother wont approve of her hanging out with me due to the age difference; i blow her off and go up to her foster mother anyhow. I act super nice, tell her how great i think her kids are how great Skinhead Girl is with her brother. Her mother takes a liking to me, but i have to run off.
I find myself in some building with food and stuff and Skinhead Girl is ripping it all off. I say "what the fuck, girl?" she tells me how she needs this stuff and that i dont know whats really going on and that i just need to let her do this. I tell her she isnt doing the right thing, tell her to let me help her, yadda yadda...we get pissed, scream at each other, and before i know it, cops are chasing me through some nasty looking neighborhood, over rooftops, up and down streets. I finaly get home, and John and I have a good laugh about how hard it is to run from cops along rooftops.
im chillin in the living room and Skinhead Girl's brother shows up, tells me she is downstairs and that i should go talk to her. I do, she appologizes, i applogize, we kiss and make up. Then its the next afternoon...
i go to OHHS to pick up Skinhead Girl, turns out somebody broke into her car, so she meets me, with her skinhead friend Skinhead Steve. We go and get some red braces for Skinhead Girl and it is at this point i notice that Skinhead Steve is indeed, a neo nazi. Then i notice the four angry baseball bat-wielding black men behind us. I make small talk only to get my lights knocked the fuck out. I think i am dead when i see them attack skinhead girl...this upsets me...i get up, smash some teeth in and quickly explain that we are not really skinheads, and that its all just a big mistake...
then i see the legion of skinheads headed our way. i say "fuck it...kill the niggers!" shit hits the fan
what seemed like a fair fight turns into a bloodbath. all of a sudden a group of asian kids joins the fight. skinheads and ethnic kids dying all around...it turns ugly...girls getting impaled on pikes, decapitations, stabbings...
i look over at Skinhead Girl who is lying on a heap of grass crying. i slowly realize that all of this is very wrong and we never wanted any of this to happen, yet it happens anyhow...
i slowly wake up at this point....