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The Red Paintings - [I'll Sell You Suicide]--- Dreams about a compund like Chronicles of Riddick, a CIA training ground, and a planetary colony we were trying to protect from seige. (The Art of Noise - [Approximate Mood Swing No. 2]). In the course of the preparation, we learned that he placement of a knife made it impractical for quick use.

Wehn the shock troops came, Riddick grabbed the knife with no problem, and I knew I was dreaming, in my dream, but I didn't recognise, yet, that I was dreaming. We killed the shock troops with the chef's knife, and I grabbed a cleaver. We ran down the colony/compound steps to the gates and checked to see what was happeneing. (Veruca Salt - [Somebody (Depeche Mode Cover)]). I saw that there were people coming, a small group of three, and that I knew them. I told Riddick, and I knew we needed to keep the princess and the royal guard out of harm's way, and he gave me an exasperated "keep it short" kind of look. But the insane former science officer had kidnapped Daniel Jackson, and was tourturing him with a device build out of a garbage dump, crash cart shock paddles, a bed, and some wires. I knew I had to get the controler for the device from his hand, and save Daniel, so I hit him, and kept hitting him, on the floor.

Tom Waits - [In the Neighborhood]--- He was a deer, and I was dismantling him, with my bare hands. I ripped off his arm/foreleg, after slicing through tendon and joints with my nails, and then I crushed his skull. I stood, and I knew that I had failed, somehow, looking at the mess, making myself somewhat sick. The princes came up to me, looking more like Rose, from Doctor Who, now, than the Firefly Zoe she looked like before. (The Dresden Dolls - [Good Day]). We talk and I tell her that I know something's gone wrong, and I know for sure I'm dreaming, now. She represents something, and I have to attain it, without violence, without killing. She tells me, with a laugh, that BET's good for her, after all.

Rising through the levels of dreams, I know that someone finds the broken and mutilated body of a group of killers in someone's top floor/attic, but I know that it's okay, because they're obviously murderers. I won't be wanted for murder, because it was obviously a self-defense killing.

And before all of that, something about a weekend in the woods, with friends, but the woods were actually an appartment from the era betweent the 1940's and the 1960's. Sitting with friends, in this appartment/camping trip, and we brought a stripper or pornstar with us, to act as chapperone, and guide. (MC Frontalot - [Crime Spree]). We have a blunt-yet-tittilating take on nudity and sexuality in the cabin, characterized by us all trying to see each other naked, but everyone being completely willing to be in the same bathroom as someone showering, or getting dressed. (The Dresden Dolls - [Shores of California]). The stripper-or-pornstar and I had a herat-to-heart while she was peeing. She either wanted to be objectified, flat-out, or have her sexuality ignored. She didn't want to have anything like a real, complex interaction with any of us, because she was starting to think of us as more than a job.

Rasputina - [Girls' School]--- After that, before the brutal killings, there was something about [livejournal.com profile] wacko1138 and [livejournal.com profile] photogirl630 walking across a blasted plain, muddy water in holes, and a grey-brown sky, overhead. This was seen out the window of the apartment.

Yeah. Good morning...

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