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@%*$...I can't even go back to sleep. this is like the 3rd night in a row.
let me describe this joint before I start forgetting details.
The first one, I was driving home from work one snowy night on the exact road I drive home from work in real life. I even stopped at the light I always seem tocatch right before my turn. Some *%$@$%* in a pick up truck cuts me off and so my car begins to speed up. I'm subconsciously trying to slow down butit's not happening. I ram dude and I hear him yell "What the @+!$, are they married to their kids?" and they bust a U-turn and I end up crashinginto someone's house. My vehicle goes all the way through their crib. I jump out of the ride and it's a group of people staring at me. A young male insome type of trench coat, a female in a bubble jacket, a little kid, a dog, etc. Somehow I know their from the Air Force Academy so I apologize for destroyingtheir house then I notice blood smeared everywhere that had nothing to do with me crashing just now so I pull out my weapon and order everyone to stay wherethere at. As I do this the female's jacket disappears and she is visibly in a cadet pilot uniform, insignia and all. We stand there for what seems like aneternity, the whole while she's whispering some crazy demented @%*$ in a low tone. After awhile the dude says something then flips her over the stairs, soI run down to recover her, but this is where it gets really strange/gross.
I run downstairs and there's like a strange blue light you'd see in a bio lab at night. In the room to my right there's all sorts of jars andchemicals. I swear I saw the same cup from 2 girls, 1 cup just chilling next to a bunch of lab equipment...that kind of made me laugh, but anyways, I run tothe other room to my left and it's filled with caskets. All of the caskets are filled with the people I had just seen upstairs. I see some type of man orcreature in purple. It's faced is wrapped and I can't make out any other details besides the knife. Right after that this loud scary*%$% music (I thinka guitar riff) starts blasting from somewhere. I'm pointing the gun everywhere but unsure of where to shoot, then I wake up but I scare the @%*$ out ofmyself becaue I'm breathing/humming the exact same tune I had just heard in my dreams.
What the hell?
So I'm wide awake, heart beating like crazy, wondering what the hell I was just dreaming about. I live by myself so it's deathly quiet in my crib. Mybedroom door is closed and I accidentally fell asleep with my walk in closet light on. So I sit up, and try to laugh it off like, wow I'm tripping son. SoI lay back down and....
Dream #2
I'm in Turkey (which is strange because I just volunteered for an assigment in Izmir City in real life). I'm going to work then chilling with one ofthe homies who works at a cart outside my building selling Turkish fast food I presume. I get real cool with the locals, so much so that OSI begins followingme around everywhere, but we're just cool, playing soccer (wtf? I don't play soccer), cracking jokes and talking about our respective cultures in ourrespective countries. One night I hear someone at the door so I walk through my condo and open the door to three beautiful Turkish women. I ask shorty in themiddle why she's not alone and that I don't want any strange women in my crib, so to ask them to leave please. They start speaking to me in what Ipresume to be the native language (which I know nothing of in real life), smiling and rubbing themselves all suggestively.
So we're all on my bed just chilling, playing around and @%*$ but I'm uneasy the whole time because I know that dude with the purple @%*$ on is insidemy crib, I just don't know where. I have another gun under my pillow that I'm gripping hard as hell. I think we start getting drunk or high because theroom starts moving all weird and there's once again blood all over the wall. I see dude in the purple approaching so I unsheathe the heat from the pillowbut the two chicks I didn't want to let in turn into some demon creatures and I end up shooting at them along with the purple dude. I jump up from my dreamagain but almost have a heart attack because my night stand is about the same height as the purple dude and without my flat screen attached, the top looks likesomeone's head.
So I'm nervous as @%*$ right now. I want to laugh because it's just a dream, it's Christmas, and nothing bad ever happens on Christmas, right? Butthere were way too many subliminal details to my real life in those dreams for me. I'm going to cop this .45 I've been eying for the longest. And ifya'll hear about some ****** demon character draped in purple getting shot up, ya'll know who did it. lol
i don't get it tho', i went to sleep mad cheerful. I'd just gotten off the phone with some friends wishing them a Merry Christmas/Happy Birthday. Ihadn't eaten in a few hours, I was good. i wish i could remember the other dreams from the other nights...
this isn't cool.
Anyways, Merry Christmas to ya'll.
let me describe this joint before I start forgetting details.
The first one, I was driving home from work one snowy night on the exact road I drive home from work in real life. I even stopped at the light I always seem tocatch right before my turn. Some *%$@$%* in a pick up truck cuts me off and so my car begins to speed up. I'm subconsciously trying to slow down butit's not happening. I ram dude and I hear him yell "What the @+!$, are they married to their kids?" and they bust a U-turn and I end up crashinginto someone's house. My vehicle goes all the way through their crib. I jump out of the ride and it's a group of people staring at me. A young male insome type of trench coat, a female in a bubble jacket, a little kid, a dog, etc. Somehow I know their from the Air Force Academy so I apologize for destroyingtheir house then I notice blood smeared everywhere that had nothing to do with me crashing just now so I pull out my weapon and order everyone to stay wherethere at. As I do this the female's jacket disappears and she is visibly in a cadet pilot uniform, insignia and all. We stand there for what seems like aneternity, the whole while she's whispering some crazy demented @%*$ in a low tone. After awhile the dude says something then flips her over the stairs, soI run down to recover her, but this is where it gets really strange/gross.
I run downstairs and there's like a strange blue light you'd see in a bio lab at night. In the room to my right there's all sorts of jars andchemicals. I swear I saw the same cup from 2 girls, 1 cup just chilling next to a bunch of lab equipment...that kind of made me laugh, but anyways, I run tothe other room to my left and it's filled with caskets. All of the caskets are filled with the people I had just seen upstairs. I see some type of man orcreature in purple. It's faced is wrapped and I can't make out any other details besides the knife. Right after that this loud scary*%$% music (I thinka guitar riff) starts blasting from somewhere. I'm pointing the gun everywhere but unsure of where to shoot, then I wake up but I scare the @%*$ out ofmyself becaue I'm breathing/humming the exact same tune I had just heard in my dreams.
What the hell?
So I'm wide awake, heart beating like crazy, wondering what the hell I was just dreaming about. I live by myself so it's deathly quiet in my crib. Mybedroom door is closed and I accidentally fell asleep with my walk in closet light on. So I sit up, and try to laugh it off like, wow I'm tripping son. SoI lay back down and....
Dream #2
I'm in Turkey (which is strange because I just volunteered for an assigment in Izmir City in real life). I'm going to work then chilling with one ofthe homies who works at a cart outside my building selling Turkish fast food I presume. I get real cool with the locals, so much so that OSI begins followingme around everywhere, but we're just cool, playing soccer (wtf? I don't play soccer), cracking jokes and talking about our respective cultures in ourrespective countries. One night I hear someone at the door so I walk through my condo and open the door to three beautiful Turkish women. I ask shorty in themiddle why she's not alone and that I don't want any strange women in my crib, so to ask them to leave please. They start speaking to me in what Ipresume to be the native language (which I know nothing of in real life), smiling and rubbing themselves all suggestively.
So we're all on my bed just chilling, playing around and @%*$ but I'm uneasy the whole time because I know that dude with the purple @%*$ on is insidemy crib, I just don't know where. I have another gun under my pillow that I'm gripping hard as hell. I think we start getting drunk or high because theroom starts moving all weird and there's once again blood all over the wall. I see dude in the purple approaching so I unsheathe the heat from the pillowbut the two chicks I didn't want to let in turn into some demon creatures and I end up shooting at them along with the purple dude. I jump up from my dreamagain but almost have a heart attack because my night stand is about the same height as the purple dude and without my flat screen attached, the top looks likesomeone's head.
So I'm nervous as @%*$ right now. I want to laugh because it's just a dream, it's Christmas, and nothing bad ever happens on Christmas, right? Butthere were way too many subliminal details to my real life in those dreams for me. I'm going to cop this .45 I've been eying for the longest. And ifya'll hear about some ****** demon character draped in purple getting shot up, ya'll know who did it. lol
i don't get it tho', i went to sleep mad cheerful. I'd just gotten off the phone with some friends wishing them a Merry Christmas/Happy Birthday. Ihadn't eaten in a few hours, I was good. i wish i could remember the other dreams from the other nights...
this isn't cool.
Anyways, Merry Christmas to ya'll.
