What does it mean? Probably that I feel like my parents house is a safe place but, not a place to rely on forever. Also might be feeling a bit trapped. Anyway... just wanted to get it down before I totally forget it.
Friday, July 30, 2010
Apocalyptic Dream
Was just recounting this dream I had last night about an apocalypse. Myself and friends were at my parents house with a huge storm brewing outside. Inside was calm except for all of us. The storm was very dramatic. The wind was stirring up dirt, trees and anything else it could. It was so strong it was moving stacked firewood into new stack patterns much like the patterns wind creates on sand. Neighbors lost and confused pets starting showing up and we would let them in the house. One pet was referred to as a skunk but looked more like an oversized badger. Maybe this came from watching Princess Bride in the park last night - remember the ROUS's (Rodents of unusual size)? Finally the storm calms down and we go outside to inspect the damage. Shortly after an earthquake begins. The ground cracks open and earth rises and lowers around us in great slices of rock and dirt. The house seems to be the only solid ground but some of us, including me are forced to scramble up and down rock faces to get back. The earthquake ends and we are all standing there wondering what to do next. We set out to try and find others who have survived the storm and earthquake. After a short while we come across a village. This is a very strange place. Statues and art very like what the Mayans and Incas may have created are displayed everywhere. For a few moments, no one appears to be around but, we soon realize we are being surrounded. Very tribal looking people who appear to be in a trace and trying to throw some sort of dust on us which causes a reaction to become zombie like and they are then able place a black cocoon like net over their victims. At this point it was no longer a group effort to survive. I manage to push my way through and escape only to enter another village with more comatose like people, this time dressed western style. As I was trying to break through this group I woke up.
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