Friday, March 27, 2009

dream #19

as i mentioned before all of these dreams have been stimulated by my recent purchase of a kyanite crystal necklace. however lately i have been waking up sweating or terrified. these are two of the dreams that stood out most from last night.

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we were driving on a two-laned road through a wooded area. there was some kind of construction on the road. up ahead was a parked gravel truck. there were also these dark tires marks straight up to it and dust all over the place. we pulled up slowly and saw two overturned cars.

there was a man under one of the cars covered in white dust. he had a puddle of black blood dripping from his head. he lifted his face and mumbled something to us dazed. he started to drag himself out of the car drooling blood on his chin. when he freed his last leg it was a splintered jagged stump of bone and blood. he looked at it and mumbled something and then tried to get up and talk to us. we kept yelling at him to lie down. there was a hospital down the block and nurses and first-aid people came running out. we took them to the hospital and heard them screaming and crying through the curtain dividers. when we left we saw an orderly picking up their limbs into orange plastic and stuffing them into dumpsters near the parking lot.

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we were at a great picnic. it was held in a friend's front yard and there was a great field across the road. richard and i were talking on a tree stump. in the distance we could see a great fleet of UFOs coming from the east or something. they were met with other UFOs coming from the west i guess. when they met above us it was like a tapestry of little flying things. layers and layers of discs and jets flying through the air. suddenly they started attacking each other above the field. we began to think this was not a safe place. then they started attacking us. everyone started running and screaming. they came down and hovered next to us and chased us. richard and i ran into the backyard. he hid in a dog house but there was no room for me. i hid in a box behind the dog house. it was too small for me. a little UFO was shooting at us and i was yelling and frantically trying to place an upside down trash can over my head. then i woke up.

1 Comments:

Blogger jac32067 said...

This sounds like something out of a movie.

I often wonder how my dreams would be if I wasn't influenced by the media. I wonder what amish people dream about?

March 30, 2009 at 5:55 AM  

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