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As real as it gets...
Apr. 24th, 2009 10:50 amOK excellently strange dream last night.
I don't remember why, but I'd been thinking about "The Stand" and how unoriginal the idea of population-devastating disease is, and how unlikely it would be that one person from a family would survive when a person's constitution is usually genetic. ANYWAY, I had a dream that a virus had wiped out most of the population of the world...
I have a little sister, too, for some reason. There are zombies out there, and people, but the people are just as bad because all the wildlife has been devastated too so humans are becoming cannibals. We are running up to my attic to hide, because I know there are hidden crawl spaces in the walls of the closet where no one would think to look. I crawl into the closet and remove the panel, and I'm mostly in when I turn around and and my sister is screaming and struggling after me, and I'm trying to grab her hands and pull her in and she goes "Oh no he's got me! He's stabbing me! He's stabbing me oh GOD-"
And then, quite like a movie, it cuts to an image of a knife hacking through a huge grilled fish, and my little sister saying "oh god this is so delicious, I haven't eaten in forever..." and the "camera" pulls back to reveal that we and the men who had pursued us are having a meal together, outside, by a pool.
Here comes the insane stuff: There are these... creatures. I know with my dream knowledge that they are supposed to be slugs, but a) they are the size of horses, and b) they look more like animated and inflated tapestries from a fair trade store, all brilliantly colored with little mirrors and sequins attached. And they never really keep a definite form, just kind of a vague boxy shape, but sometimes even that is gone. They are huge, and they are colorful, and they are harmless.
And, there is a "bird" of a similar design, perhaps with more iridescent metalic-looking scales, that my dream knowledge insists is a pelican. It's smaller than the slugs, but just as fascinating to watch.
In the dream, we know that this is not how those creatures are supposed to look, but by some product of disease or mutation those random subjects of the animal kingdom have been transformed into hyper-embellished Lisa Frank-esque muppety new editions. And we just watch them, fascinated, drinking tea from a dainty little tea set, at a white-painted wrought iron table, with parasols, forgetting the fact that we're some of the last people on earth, and that my sister and I had been afraid these men would kill us and eat our corpses.
...
I don't remember why, but I'd been thinking about "The Stand" and how unoriginal the idea of population-devastating disease is, and how unlikely it would be that one person from a family would survive when a person's constitution is usually genetic. ANYWAY, I had a dream that a virus had wiped out most of the population of the world...
I have a little sister, too, for some reason. There are zombies out there, and people, but the people are just as bad because all the wildlife has been devastated too so humans are becoming cannibals. We are running up to my attic to hide, because I know there are hidden crawl spaces in the walls of the closet where no one would think to look. I crawl into the closet and remove the panel, and I'm mostly in when I turn around and and my sister is screaming and struggling after me, and I'm trying to grab her hands and pull her in and she goes "Oh no he's got me! He's stabbing me! He's stabbing me oh GOD-"
And then, quite like a movie, it cuts to an image of a knife hacking through a huge grilled fish, and my little sister saying "oh god this is so delicious, I haven't eaten in forever..." and the "camera" pulls back to reveal that we and the men who had pursued us are having a meal together, outside, by a pool.
Here comes the insane stuff: There are these... creatures. I know with my dream knowledge that they are supposed to be slugs, but a) they are the size of horses, and b) they look more like animated and inflated tapestries from a fair trade store, all brilliantly colored with little mirrors and sequins attached. And they never really keep a definite form, just kind of a vague boxy shape, but sometimes even that is gone. They are huge, and they are colorful, and they are harmless.
And, there is a "bird" of a similar design, perhaps with more iridescent metalic-looking scales, that my dream knowledge insists is a pelican. It's smaller than the slugs, but just as fascinating to watch.
In the dream, we know that this is not how those creatures are supposed to look, but by some product of disease or mutation those random subjects of the animal kingdom have been transformed into hyper-embellished Lisa Frank-esque muppety new editions. And we just watch them, fascinated, drinking tea from a dainty little tea set, at a white-painted wrought iron table, with parasols, forgetting the fact that we're some of the last people on earth, and that my sister and I had been afraid these men would kill us and eat our corpses.
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