Asylum Dream Book

Inky 3/28/01

I had a dream last night about my last boyfriend who i was with for a year and a half on and off. In my dream he was breaking up with me, I was having a terrible time dealing with it, and I woke up quite sad. We had a very difficult relationship in real life, I am not surprised he still is able to get in my head. He left a lot of scars...
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euphorbia 3/28/01

In my dream I was younger and it was my birthday. There were lots of people at this house that I remember from my childhood. They were all in some way versions of me. Children and adults, boys and girls, all manifestations of some part of my psyche. The most memorable was a little girl who sort of looked like Punky Bruster that was wearing a shirt that said "putrid human" on it (hehe) I thought that was cute. Anyway it was dark and I asked them if the wanted to build a bon fire. They agreed so we started to gather what we needed. I went into the garage to get a flashlight and opened the garage door. From where I was standing I could see down a trail that led to our vegetable garden. Some white birds were flying close to the ground and our dogs were chasing them. We had three and two were following two white birds who seemed to be luring them away on purpose. I didn’t think much of it till I got back over to the other people and a boy ran up to me and said, "did you see what happened to the dogs? Wasn’t that weird?"
I rethought what I had seen and went back over to where I could see down the path with the guy and saw a group of these white birds in the trees in the distance and the two dogs just looking up at them. The third dog who had stayed behind started acting weird, looking in all directions and barking furiously. The flock of birds started getting restless and a building fear came over me as I told everyone to "get in the house now!" I opened the door and the dog shot in like lightening. The people were all taking their sweet ass time as the fear mounted and noises from the woods got louder. Soon the crickets and frogs seemed to scream and breaking twigs that were snapping under some unknown form were defining. I started pushing everyone through the door till the last person left (the little girl with the "putrid human" shirt on) was standing there and refused to come inside spouting claims of not being afraid of what ever it is. I grabbed her by her hair and ripped her through the door. I peered out the window at the white birds who seemed to be looking back at me waiting to witness my death.
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karen 3/28/01

I had a dream that millions of knives were being thrown at me the other night. They just kept coming... people trying to stab me, knives falling from cielings, knives shooting out of nowhere.
Luckily, they all missed me, but damn that was a scary dream.

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Mordecai 3/27/01

I had a dream about marrying my first love. It was really, really damn strange. She is married, has two children, I am married, tho divorcing. I do see her from time to time and we get to hang out sometimes. Lately I've seen her a lot more. She tells me she is very unhappy in her marriage and considering divorce

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Timeenoughforlove 3/27/01


I had a very disturbing dream this morning. I was in the cafeteria at my old highschool and who would I happen to see but my first girlfriend, (and the almost mother to my daughter.) Since we were split up by her mother, I have talked to her one time. Over the years I have tried to find her but to no avail. She seemed intent on telling me her new last name, (she is married now with at least two kids I know of.) and wanted me to find her. The dream was very intense and went for a long time. It was very emotional and I cried in it. She told me she still thinks of me and I told her I still loved her.
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Chelle 3/28/01

I had a dream about karen last night.
it was a cool dream. she showed up at my house and she was sad
so we went shopping at some second hand shops. then we went to the movies..i dont know what we saw though.
then we came back to my house and got high and talked and talked. i can remember most of our conversations still.
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Paintchips 4/28/01

I had a really cool one the other day. I made a post that was very very long, and was for some reason physical, like a mountain. In any case, people were scrolling down it, and Goatboy wondered to himself "I wonder how fast you would go if you didn't have to scroll, and instead were dropped from the top of the post to the bottom in a free fall." To test this, Goatboy made some android, more like a mannequin with basic life skills, and dropped it from the top of my mountain/post. The android, due to Goatboy's perverse sense of humor, was programmed to scream for help while free falling to its doom, as Goatboy watched from his computer screen.

Thinking the calls for help were genuine, Nutrimentia in his flying convertible, rushed in to save the mannequin, who crashed into the convertible near the bottom of my post and totally fucked up his car.

When do the nice men in their clean white coats come to pick me up?

*twiddles toes*

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Chelle 4/28/01

i had an asylum dream last night too.
it had karen and paint in it. paint and me were discussing potty training techniques while karen laughed at us both.
then me and karen made out and made paintchips cry.
heh
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Paint CHiPs 3/28/01

I had a dream last night about some beach party, and for some reason I have had "It's Ladies Night" stuck in my head ever since waking.
Funny thing is, I can't recall any ladies in the dream.

Just a bunch of boats.

And weapons.S

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euphorbia 4/48/01

Splat was trying to get a job, and we went down to Florida. We stayed in a hotel and I got a temporary job at the hotel to help pay the bill.
The first person I met at this hotel was BnB, he asked if I could get him some milk for his coffee.
I went down to the kitchen where I encountered a group of girls that also worked there taking a break. I asked if I could bring a hotel guest some milk with out charge, and one of the girls said, "yep" with out looking at me and in a very unfriendly manner. I looked around the kitchen which was full of metal refrigerators and asked which one it was in. the same girl said "figure it out." and the other girls snickered and talked beneath their breath. I opened a few doors till I came to the one with the milk in it, as I walked out i said, "real nice meeting you all."
I took the milk to BnB's room. He said "hey, wanna see something cool?" I said sure and he brought me in to his room where he had insects hanging from the ceiling by threads. It was a marvelous sight. There were moths and butterflies, dragon flies, beetles caterpillars and a light that seem to highlight all of their beautiful colors. I told him how impressed I was and asked him how he caught them all. He took me to the window and opened the curtain where I saw a huge spiders web with one very skinny spider in it. I remember feeling sorry for the spider and was over come by a feeling of loneliness it gave off. I told him, "thank you for showing me your collection and let me know if you need anything else." and walked out the room.
I walked down the hall to check which rooms needed top be cleaned and came upon a cracked door. I pushed the door open to a dark room where I saw a face lit up by a computer monitor. It was none other than our own Devilmoon. I told him I would be working that floor and to let me know if he needed any thing. H e began babbling the way some one a two day crank high does after they have just taken another hit. He began talking about his hate for bovines and kept asking me about someone named Rachael, if I knew or had seen Rachael and no sooner did I tell him i didn’t know a Rachael he would forget and ask again. He turned in his desk chair which made a horrible grinding sound and with his back to me started a picture show of bovines. dead ones or dying ones, with flies and maggots and their tongues sticking out of their mouths. Torn flesh and rotting eyes, the pictures were very graphic, he flipped through silently. I backed up and shut the door careful not to disturb.
I went back to my room to check on splat and the baby, splat was dressed and ready to go to a interview. I strapped the baby on me in a sling, kissed splat goodbye, and went back to work. In the hall I encountered two of the girls from the kitchen. One with blonde hair stood in front of me, the other one looked like scary spice and she stood behind me. The blonde started picking a fight with me which angered me to no end cause I had the baby strapped on me. She started telling me what I thought....you know how some people do when they are trying to find an excuse to fight? " So you think you can just come in here....So you think you are better than everyone...So you think you’re cute.." you know the kind. I put my arms around the baby, made sure I had his head and chest covered cause I thought I might have to charge this bitch in order to get away, as soon as I got up the nerve, a split second before I elevated the encounter by pushing through this bitch and sprinting to keep my child safe, I looked in her face, her mouth became that like a leech and she lashed on to where my collar bone meets my neck. I felt her teeth dig in to the bone, then almost in the same instant I felt the girl behind me do the same thing to my back. My child let our a loud cry which startled the two girls off of me. They wiped their mouths and backed off. I looked down the hall at a few doors that were cracked and the glimpse of flesh lit up by the hall light, the doors quickly shut as I scanned the peeking faces. There was more to this dream, but it becomes choppy from here. Dingle was in this dream at the end. He was cooking up a substance. A small flat pan sat over a Bunsen burner. It had liquid in it and a coagulating substance in the middle. He talked about what a mistake he had made with the other girls and how the power had turned them spoiled and selfish. He said I was infected too, by then I knew he meant I was able to shift shape for protection, (the girls cornered me a few times)and was a little more powerful because I had to protect my child and there was an element of justice in this new power. He said the substance he was making was a bit like pcp, and when he changed over to his alternative form it make him feel like a god, a mass of energy and ecstasy.
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Other than a few graphic fights with the other girls, which always ended in gruesome death, I don’t remember too much more.
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Paintchips 4/30/01

I dreamed I was at a high school reunion and I was a writer for penthouse."
It was a pretty weird dream.

I remember there was like a pit where all the band geeks were hanging out, like a grassy dip, and the incline was so high I kept running up the sides trying to get out and rolling back down.

Getting stuck with the band geeks sucks ass.

Thank you drive through.

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stormydoctor

I always dream about being hacked up by a hatchet. I almost lost my finger to a hatchet once, I swung at a can of soda (pop, coke whatever...) and I hit my finger instead and sliced it off. Fun stuff huh

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Shaymus

About ten years ago when i was a teenager i used to have this dream alot. I would find myself in a town of crazy people and the only weapon i would have is forks to throw at them. Later in the dream i would get a fork gun and toward the end i would have an automatic fork gun(like an m16 but shoots forks) There would be a huge line of crazy people and i would be killing them and as they would fall down to die two more crazy people would take the one i killeds place. Weird crazy people music would play thru the whole dream as well

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Mordecai

I have several times had this ugly dream of going to the eye doctor for an exam. They take me back into one of the rooms and tell me that they have something to talk to me about and push a little pamphlet across the table to me. The pamphlet is about a degenerative eye disease that is apparently destroying my vision. They tell me I'll be legally blind in a year, completely blind in two. Man I hate that dream. -m


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I have dreams about car accidents, I once had a dream that me and 4 of my closest friends where in one of thier cars and it rolled over, and I was the only one to live.
Ive also had a dream about brim getting into a really bad car accident.

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Shaymus

Anyone heard of this movie before?

Me and my girlfriend are part of a vampire group and somehow get kicked out. The rest of the dream is us running away and the only power we have able to use against other vampires is the ability to levitate. You have to throw your hands above your head and concentrate and you will levitate about 20 feet off the ground. Lots of chase scenes where we barely get away and at the end we end up getting along with the other vampires and me and my girlfriend renting movies to to them out of an old school bus.

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Dingle 5/27/01

had my first asylum dream last night, it was about MadBomber. he came to visit me for some reason, but i didnt live in my little shithole, i lived in this big mansion, but it was like a double bungalow mansion. anyway madbomber shows up, maybe on his motorcycle i cant remember, and i have all these friends there who were complete strangers. and MadBomber looked like George Michael. Anyways, he got there and nobody knew what to say to him, so we just partied and he followed us around and didnt talk.
and that concludes my first unconsious asylum experience (that i can remember anyway)


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I went through the archives trying to find as many as I could, if you posted one and I couldn’t find it just copy and paste it.
Keep those new dreams coming too.




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cool. if you dig deep enough, I have 3 or 4 more.

btw... I had a dream last night with datura and the wraith in it.
Datura was taking nekkid pics with her cam, and I was pissed at her because I didnt think she should do that kind of shit(Im such a hypocrite. heh).

The wraith part I dont really remember... it wasnt bad though.


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I haven’t mentioned it before, I don’t think.

About one week ago, I had a very small dream about Aminal:

The phone rang, but I couldn’t answer it for some reason, and my mother answered. It was Aminal, I could tell from the voice. I have never heard Aminal talk before, but some how I knew it was him. I could hear the phone conversation between the two, as if I was talking. He was asking my mother questions about me.

It really really really really freaked me out.


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karen 4/25/01

I had a dream last night that I was in her (PMG) wedding. It was a really odd dream, so the following will make zero sense.
First of all, she was getting married in a place that's half in the forest, 1/4 on a Navy ship, and 1/4 in my grandmother's house. heh.
The man she married had a tree fall on him with the number 10 carved into it. A very ornate and beautiful number 10.
It was okay that the tree fell on him, because everyone knew it was hs fate to be scarred in that way. His face shrouded the only time I saw him in the dream. The part that was NOT scarred was the part he had covered up.
I dont remember any of the middle of the dream, but I do remember the very end. We're all in a classroom approximately where my grandmother's 3rd bedroom in her house would be. A girl I went to high school with named Jessica comes in. This girl used to be very good friends with me, but one night she severely pissed me off and she was lucky that other friends of ours begged me not to beat her ass. In the dream, she was just sitting there. I walked in, slapped her upside the head and sat down at my desk. heh.
That last thing I remember in the dream is her looking at me with her head tilted.


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I had a dream this week about fiend. We were both in high school again.. I was probably only 16.. and he was in my drama class. It took place in the same theatre as the one that was in my high school.. and I remember having a teenybopper crush on him and gathering the guts to talk to him on the steps which led down to the stage. He looked younger as well..
It was pretty fucked up.

Karen: haha, that would NEVER happen {i rec'd my boober points from my old stile pic (in my bra).. like you, i don't see the need to bare all now}. But hopefully my boobies were nice in the dream anyhow hehe

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I haven't posted any dreams yet, but while I was reading this I was reminded of the first dream I could remember.

When I was in 2nd or 3rd grade I had this dream:

I was outside on recess with a bag of carrots for a snack. Over near the school wall I saw a spider, but the body of this spider looked exactly like a carrot. So using my great intuitive powers I decided that this spider liked carrots.

I go over and drop a carrot in front of the spider. The spider then get very angry and starts chasing me. I run away around the yard and eventually end up in the school (which of course is deserted because everyone is at recess). Then we kinda do this room to room thing like the chase scenes in cartoons. That goes on for awhile, then I wake up.

For about ten years after that dream I always had to run up the basement stairs as fast as I could for fear that the carrot spider would bite me in the buttox.

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quote:

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Originally posted by * Datura *:

Karen: haha, that would NEVER happen {i rec'd my boober points from my old stile pic (in my bra).. like you, i don't see the need to bare all now}. But hopefully my boobies were nice in the dream anyhow hehe

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not sure if Im supposed to keep this strictly dreams or if replies are allowed, but yes.. you had VERY nice boobies
u4: just yell at me if Im not supposed to be making regular replies
um. here. Ill make it related.
I dream about my mother alot. And my grandmother's store. And poppies. Dunno what the whole poppy thing is about. Ive never seen one in real life. just dreams.
And once I had a dream that I was drowned for being a witch. They tied me to a rock and threw me off the Coleman bridge. I actually could FEEL myself drowning in my sleep. No air. I was REALLY suffocating. That dream scared the shit out of me. :/


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geaeslore, that is awful hehe

When i was in the 2nd grade my brother went out for halloween dressed up as a vampire. Before he went out for the evening, he chased me around the house trying to frighten me.. which worked.
That night I had a dream that humans were turning into vampires..
the dream always took place on my street.. and I would run across the road for help.. and hide in my neighbours basement.. for some reason my neighbours were supposed to be the only people who couldn't turn into vampires.. anyway, they did transform and the grandfather (who always freaked me out anyway) did as well..
the dream would always end with me running down my street in horror.. kind of like the girl in the cheesy michael jackson video 'thriller'..
I had that continuous nightmare for quite a few years after that..
stupid brother :\



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Its all good karen, this is for the asylum to discuss their dreams, and a place for those of us who like dreams to get to peek inside people's heads.

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I found the following for poppies. Its weird, because they were actually white poppies. I can only find regular dream stuff about red ones.
Especially interesting is the fallen soldiers bit at the end of it. The last dream I had with poppies in them was a few months ago. I dont remember all of the dream, but I remember a LOT of people(mostly women) laying side by side, head to toe, in a large field of white poppies. Then a huge wave of bright red blood washed over us all, and I woke up.
heres teh poppy thing:

Poppy comes from the Greek word ~rhoeas~ meaning ~red.~ Papaver is Latin, meaning ~pap,~ the opium poppy's milky juice. Oriental poppies contain opium which has been used for centuries. The corn poppy does not contain opium.

Poppies were found in Egyptian tombs dating back 3,000 years. According to the Romans the poppy could heal a love wound and they used it for witchcraft. The ancient Greeks used poppies as a love charm and thought that they were a sign of fertility and brought health and strength so Greek atheletes were given mixtures of poppy seeds, honey, and wine.

According to Greek legend, the poppy was created by Somnus, the god of sleep, to help Ceres, the corn goddess, who was exhausted by the search for her lost daughter that she couldn't make the corn grow. The poppies soothed her to sleep, and when she rested, the corn grew again, giving rise to the belief that the presence of poppies was essential to grow corn.

Demeter,so the legend goes, created the poppy for the purpose of getting some sleep after the loss of her daughter Persephone. The twin brothers Hypnos and Thanatos (Sleep and Death) were represented as crowned with poppies or carrying poppies in their hands. Obviously the Greeks were aware of the fact that a merciful sleep induced by opium could lead to death.

Another story about the poppy tells us that a bad witch had transformed a woman into a poppy. From that day on the woman lived on the field with the other poppies and was allowed to visit her family only at night time. One night the woman told her husband that if the next day he will pick her poppy the spell will be broken. In the morning the man went to the field and saw hundreds of poppies there, all looking alike. After looking at each of them, the man knew which one was his wife because that poppy was the only one not wet by the morning dew, since the woman had spent her night at home. When he picked that poppy the spell was broken and they lived happily ever after.

In New Zealand the term ~Tall Poppy~ is used to describe people who stand out above all others. The ~Welsh Poppy~ is yellow. ~Corn Rose~ was the name given in Roman times to the wild Poppy, which was often found growing in fields of corn. ~Smoke of the Earth~ is the name given in the Middle Ages to the Poppy. The smoke of the burning plant was said to cast out evil spirits.

The poppy was noticed during the Napoleonic Wars, as the mysterious flower that bloomed around the fresh graves of fallen soldiers. After the 1914-18 war the shell holes, and graves on the battlefields in Flanders, filled with poppies. The Poppies were said to have come from the spilt blood of war. It is an emblem that commemorates those who died in wars.


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4/28/01

I was in chat and was away from the computer for a bit. So I was not chatting but I didn't say I was away. When I returned there was a pm from mstrG that read:

"inky is IN+ky but obviously refuses to speak with me. mstrg mourns the loss of ciaobella"

hmmmm. ciaobella is my friend kendra who I invited here and has posted a few times and come to chat once or twice.

Maybe I should call her and make sure she's okay.

ps: she was okay

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Lovely idea euphorbia,

especially the colors

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"if you never take it seriously, you never get hurt and if you never get hurt you always have fun"

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Wow, I missed the original post of Paint's (2nd, read: 2nd) dream of me.

It is uber-cool.

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Last night I dreamt I was some kind of wicked ass cool assassin guy. I had this bataton that extended outward about 5 feet and a blade sprouted from it. On the blade was the number 55. JoeyCat was my antagonist. She had this cat she was always petting. in the dream it turned into Bastet (think of a feline werewolf???). The Bastet and I fought and it kicked my ass pretty good.

Then I had to fight Joey. Fucking weird shit man. She was dressed in tight leather. She is now on my list of "Old Chicks I'd Like to Fuck" cause she was god damn secksi. Anyhow, I wake up at this part.

Blah.

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I don't dream very often. In fact, I haven't really dreamed in a few years.

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Have a good day, and if you feel like subjecting your genitals to high doses of x-ray radiation I'm sure the world will kindly thank you.

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ooo@the colors

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Reality is merely an illusion,
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quote:

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Originally posted by MrSherman:
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Oh my!


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So because of reading this dream thread right before going to bed last night, I had an Asylum dream. In it I was with Dead and we were at work. None of the computers in the building were able to load the Asylum page and Dead was getting a little stressed.

I know it was a lame dream but I'll work on having better ones to add to this page in the future!

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Only asylum dream I have had:

I get out of bed and walk in the bathroom to take a shower. I undress and get everything ready, then go to turn on the water. I pull back the curtain and see Fiend and tack going at it pretty heavily. I apologoze for disturbing them and go into the other bathroom. I pull back the curtain in there and then I wake up...

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Originally posted by ~Johnny Blaze~:
Only asylum dream I have had:

I get out of bed and walk in the bathroom to take a shower. I undress and get everything ready, then go to turn on the water. I pull back the curtain and see Fiend and tack going at it pretty heavily. I apologoze for disturbing them and go into the other bathroom. I pull back the curtain in there and then I wake up...

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Originally posted by Goatboy:
Wow, I missed the original post of Paint's (2nd, read: 2nd) dream of me.

It is uber-cool.

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Didn't Paint dream about beating me up or something?
Git

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Last night I dreamt I was a DJ again and I was playing for a Christian rave. I went in, and all the people were cheerful and friendly. I got set up and was looking for some music that wouldn’t be offensive for the crowd, which was kinda hard. I started playing this song called "The House Of God"
(if you have never heard it, it is a good song, but old school rave)
Anyway it wound up pissing them all of because of the lyrics (you have to believe in something, why not believe in me?….the house of god, god’s house… fifty dollars or more…I am excited!) and they asked me to leave. So I packed up and went to my car where I found Emerald and what I guess was a little Mr. Sherman. She was in my car and had it started, I asked her what the hell she thought she was doing. She said they had to get away from the storm. I said why? She said it was the end of the world and told be to look up at the sky. The sky to the side of us was black and stormy, and to the other side it was clear. I told her its just a regular storm, why was she all up set. She said because in the Bible it said the end of the world would come when you couldn’t tell the men from the women, no one could predict the weather and the birds fell out off the sky. Then she showed me a dead crow with ants all over it. I asked her where she was going in a car if it was the end of the world, she said get in. So I got in and she drove in the opposite direction of the storm. We drove up to what appeared to be a giant laying on the ground. I stood there and looked upon this huge body (looked like Jesus) that seemed to be rotting. Its skin was gray, and it looked like what skin looks like under a microscope. She got up to it and it turned his head and asked her if she loved him, she said, "more than you could know".

There was also a part of it, or maybe even another dream where I was discussing halos. Not the average halo, but something we as humans emitted. Like sound waves. We were each at the center of our own ripple (like when you drop something in the water) and we were sensitive to, or picked up the wave or signal of a loved ones or people who shared our blood line, and mothers had the ability to sense contempt from people who might want to harm them of their child. I guess it was kinda like how elephants communicated or something.

That’s all I remember.


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damn, ever since i stopped drinking myself into a coma every night ive been having some really vivid fucked up dreams. last nights i cant even begin to explain, although it had some unknown asylum member in it. i knew he was an asylum member somehow but didnt know who it was, a lurkah perhaps

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