Dreams of something trying to kill me.
May. 10th, 2007 09:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Dreamed that I had a little brother, and that he look 12, but was actually faqr older than that, and that he was hitchhiking away from home. We had a conversation, at the truckstop which was also all the malicious corners and unhappy parts of e very house in which I've lived, off under the tree, near the cliffs, under the tree, on the slippery roots and rocks. We talked about how I couldn't go with him, because I had too many responsibilities, too many things I said I'd do, here. But how, if I hadn't, I would just disappear, in a heartbeat. Just Go, and let other people find me, when I got where I was. Layers of conversation stacked on top of each other, lke communicational pressboard. Traveling through the implications of each sentence. We walked back over the truck routing porch and he caught a ride as far west as Tennessee. I waved to him, as the truck drove away.
On the bus, home, with another brother, leaving the house we know for the unexplored world. (Patsy Cline - [Three Cigarettes in an Ashtray]). I realsie that I can't find my bag, but I can't figure out how I would have forgotten it. I go up to the bus driver, who is having trouble keeping the doors closed, and I tell her that I need to go gt my bookbag, and that I think I left ir in my car. She looks askance, but lets me go look for it, after I explain that I need it to finish my thesis. (cEvin Key - [Aphasia]) I run around to the parking lot, and my car isn't ther, and I know that I didn't park in the bigger lot, but I'm starting to get confused. I walk around the renfce, into the back yard (and now the house is on both sides of the street, at once, and i'm in the malicious parts) and I see the graves that they found when they were trying to do construction...
There are two fields of graves, one right nest to the cars, with a kind of "'oh don't worry about this, we'll have this spot of bother cleared up in a tick' - The Mgmnt" kind of feel, and the other, on the other side of the fence, the serious one, the one for those who died there, and go into making the house what it is. (Oingo Boingo - [Just Another Day]). The second one has the window, next o it, and I decide to check inside the house to see if my bag is in there. As I open the window, the locked door flies open, inwards, and then shut again. I decide that I have to jumpr from the windosill to the porch, so I don't walk on the dead, anymore, and I do, and the corner changes angels and rises up to meet me. I twist at the last moment, and avoid cracking my head open, and lying bleeding to death, in the back graveyard. Something grabs me.
Björk& Current 93 - [You Only Live Twice]--- Some woman's spirit, trying to be the controling force in the house, is trying to rend me apart, saying that when she kills me, I'll stay dead. I refuse and, moving forward, through the backlog of the time spent by my brother on the bus, I'm back there, with him. I wake up.
Good morning. Thing I forgot to mention, last night, about 28 Weeks Later: The music was Absolutely Awesome. Definately buying the soundtrack.
Time for food, I do believe. Back later, I guess.
On the bus, home, with another brother, leaving the house we know for the unexplored world. (Patsy Cline - [Three Cigarettes in an Ashtray]). I realsie that I can't find my bag, but I can't figure out how I would have forgotten it. I go up to the bus driver, who is having trouble keeping the doors closed, and I tell her that I need to go gt my bookbag, and that I think I left ir in my car. She looks askance, but lets me go look for it, after I explain that I need it to finish my thesis. (cEvin Key - [Aphasia]) I run around to the parking lot, and my car isn't ther, and I know that I didn't park in the bigger lot, but I'm starting to get confused. I walk around the renfce, into the back yard (and now the house is on both sides of the street, at once, and i'm in the malicious parts) and I see the graves that they found when they were trying to do construction...
There are two fields of graves, one right nest to the cars, with a kind of "'oh don't worry about this, we'll have this spot of bother cleared up in a tick' - The Mgmnt" kind of feel, and the other, on the other side of the fence, the serious one, the one for those who died there, and go into making the house what it is. (Oingo Boingo - [Just Another Day]). The second one has the window, next o it, and I decide to check inside the house to see if my bag is in there. As I open the window, the locked door flies open, inwards, and then shut again. I decide that I have to jumpr from the windosill to the porch, so I don't walk on the dead, anymore, and I do, and the corner changes angels and rises up to meet me. I twist at the last moment, and avoid cracking my head open, and lying bleeding to death, in the back graveyard. Something grabs me.
Björk& Current 93 - [You Only Live Twice]--- Some woman's spirit, trying to be the controling force in the house, is trying to rend me apart, saying that when she kills me, I'll stay dead. I refuse and, moving forward, through the backlog of the time spent by my brother on the bus, I'm back there, with him. I wake up.
Good morning. Thing I forgot to mention, last night, about 28 Weeks Later: The music was Absolutely Awesome. Definately buying the soundtrack.
Time for food, I do believe. Back later, I guess.
