It was evening in some cove or harbor somewhere in the world. It was very cold, but I could see the land, and it was lush and green. I could see a lot of ships anchored in the water. Along the shore was a wooden dock lined with shanties. Small torches lit my path as I ran along this dock, and I could see small glowing lights on the ships and lights far on the other side of the cove. I think my old dog was drowning in the water and she needed saving, but all of a sudden I saw the water in the harbor rise violently. All the ships swayed, and my dog was lost? Someone told me I could have prevented it; I think it was my sister. At the end of the dock I ran into someone I used to have feelings for, but at that moment I felt nothing. Nevertheless I was compelled to tell her I loved her, so I did. Instantaneously I found myself at the other end of the dock, more inland, with a rope tied around my neck. It was a very very long rope. I stood at the edge of a cliff and I jumped. As I was falling I waited for the moment when the rope would tighten and my neck would snap. I was prepared to die. At the end, my neck didn't snap but I hung there uncomfortably and found that I could breathe. After a a breath or two, I woke up.
The following night (as in this morning)...
Ah, it's already fading, but I remember having a disgusting ailment. I found these open pimple-like wounds/sores in a straight line rounding my waist...very disturbing. I sent a couple of children to go wet a cotton square with some kind of liquid so I could rub it on my wound. The wound was almost alien because it was such a perfectly straight line of small, open circular cuts. I saw the children wetting the cotton at the sink. They argued with the principal from "The Class" (the movie I saw the night before). He let them wet the cotton pad, and they returned to me. I wiped the wound with the cotton. I was very disgusted and afraid of what it was...... But before all that, I lay on the floor in a living room feeding someone a Twix bar, but while I was feeding this person the Twix bar it was a granola bar....and I was trapped inside this living room. As I was feeding this person this piece of food I grew very attracted to them, not least of all because of their appetite, but at the same time I was very disgusted by their greedy desire, and all the while I was jealous of the food! The rest of that dream quickly faded a few minutes after I awoke.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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