Well. That was fucked.
Nov. 30th, 2004 09:59 amI dreamed about fighting Metroids, and Laser Spiders-- all done in 8-bit graphics, but in 3D-- to jump over pits and cliffs, in tunnels of ice, to break hrough walls of words, that meant my need to be accepted, by certain people, to lock myself into a scanning chamber that would awaken
mech_angel, and reaffirm my commitment to her, and to us. Every time the spiders or the metroids killed me, i had to start over, and the landscape was a frozen nightmare waste of all the places, in my dreams, that make me happy: The Mall, the Conglomerate Park, more places. But i knew if i could get to
mech_angel, and get the full scan completed, everything would be ok, again, because it was her being trapped that made everything fucked up. I finally had to devise a new way to get through everything, and that was to simply run, shoot and pray.
Somewhere, before that, in the Mall, i was hanging out with
comorbid, and some people we knew, in the dream, but don't exist in real life. We both worked att the mall, and were looking for something to do, with our lunch hours, and we happened to find that we worked there.
When i finally broke through the word wall, and scanned
mech_angel, we all wandered, making things better, until i woke up.
I have some Fucked Up Dreams...
Off to school. Ta.
Somewhere, before that, in the Mall, i was hanging out with
When i finally broke through the word wall, and scanned
I have some Fucked Up Dreams...
Off to school. Ta.
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Date: 2004-11-30 06:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Here's hoping.