Thursday, December 22, 2011

Dreams and Portents

I got home, crashed on my bed and woke up just now.

I had another weird dream. This was one of those trapped-in-an-oil-painting ones. Usually, I was chased by a huge Ctulhu monster, and I couldn't run very well because we are all oil paintings.

This time, I was chased by transparent monkeys with red eyes. And strapped to my chest was a nuclear bomb. I was trying to tell the monkeys, in my dream, not to push the red button in my hand. But they continued the mindless assault.

After what seemed like an eternity, I got tired and just said, 'Fuck it' and pressed the goddamned button. Hard.

There was a blinding light, and I woke up.

I just wanted to record the dream before I forget any detail.