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Friday, December 23, 2005
Weird Dreams
[Playlist and Snippet]
I'm the one natural one, make it easy
we can take it inside
where I can love how I like if I want it
whatever keeps me high
yeah, we can take it
good and loose on an endless spree
good because we made it
and when momma's not around
there's no telling what we'll do when we're free
- "Natural One" - Folk Implosion - Album Unknown -
[I Wouldn't Mind If This Came True]
I woke up about an hour ago.. ..I had a dream that I was with Darren in some house, old victorian but it also was made like an office building too, killing various demons and vampires. My weapon of choice was my favorite knife that I do own, which has 4 blades, thats two per tip, and you can separate it in half to make two two bladed knives. In this dream, I had ALOT of them, and I could see why because during combat and moving to other areas, I'd drop them on the floor and forget about them. I woke up when we reached a point when I ran out of knives; Darren weilded other weapons and could do other tricks so he didn't need them. So, I ran out of knives, and there was this massive beast heading for us, and the only effective thing to take it out (hell, I ran out of knives anyway lol) was this weapon that was in pieces in this big bowl.. ..I think it was a sphere w/ the pieces inside but I really can't remember clearly. It was SUPPOSED to be in pieces, though, and Darren kept saying, "Give me all of the pieces," but I'd accidentally dropped some of them. When I stooped down to pick them up, I woke up.
[But I Hope This Never Happens]
Now I had another dream a few nights ago that I forgot to mention. This one was about me being on a slave ship, but in the PRESENT. We'd work as slaves making products on this ship that we'd never leave so no one would suspect anything. It was dark, dank, very humid, just nasty, and so were our conditions. When I say our, I mean the slaves of course. The armed guards used to keep us on the ship wore clean black uniforms and had polished automatic weapons. After a short while, I ran far and fast enough through the ship and jumped in the speed boat that was tethered behind the ship, and broke the rope keeping it attached. The owner, who was also clean and well dressed ran to the boat as I throttled, first in reverse to separate myself from the ship, then forward to get the fuck awaya from there, said something to me, but I really can't remember what he said. After riding in the water away from the boat for a short while, I woke up.
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