2008-04-16 - 9:06 p.m.
I had THE freakiest dream last night.. I've had all day to think about it, and I think I can still describe it pretty accurately.. Anyway, here we go.
Its late at night, close to midnight.. I'm in this odd city, surrounded by dead bodies, and what I refer to as 'freaks' all huddled about half-destroyed buildings. All the women and men are decked out in white and black bondage gear. You know the kind.. Handcuffs, the bondage mask, collars.. etc. I'm wearing all black - A trenchcoat, leather pants, leather shirt, and a black sword slung across my back.
I find myself in this city, at this time.. and hear a song. The women are singing, luring me to the other side of this pond, pitch-black water, with no telling what just floating about.. From dead bodies, to broken-down cars.. It was pretty bleak, but the music is just too tempting.. so I slowly make my way across the river. I slosh about, pushing dead body after dead body aside, when I finally look down and notice I have black scars up and down my arms.. I run, a bit scared, across the river.. When I reach the riverbank, the women in white suddenly dissappear.
I'm stuck in despair, as I feel this weird itch across my entire body.. The black scars? ... I rip my trenchcoat off, rip my shirt off.. and my entire body is covered in black scars, literally boiling. Suddenly, insects burst from my skin. Ants, spiders, locusts.. All over my body, bursting out of me.. Then, I notice the dead bodies slowly standing up, starting to come towards me.. I pick up my sword, start hacking and slashing at each one I come across, when I swing my sword.. and stop.
I was inches away from slicing my own neck.. I see my scar-ridden body, covered in insects.. I stop and stare for a second at myself.. and awaken.
Something like that.. scars you for life. Either that, or I'm just being silly. Take note: When I dream.. I actually feel, smell, taste, everything in my dream.. And its all in colour. Give that a thought..
