Monday, May 28, 2012
In the dream I'm at a school in a room (building?) in the back. To my right is the door I came in with a window I can see through. Directly ahead of me is another window which looks over the campus. There are trees and well kept paths and grass clipped short. Inside are the usual things, a long table where work is done, cabinets for supplies, a closet, off-white linoleum floor. The strange thing is the cake on the table, chocolate with white icing, half gone. I can see how moist it is and I want some. But then I see figures outside the glass on both sides. Figures clad in black with guns and masks. I duck down, not wanting to be seen but it's too late.
Someone is there, suddenly, inside the room. I can't see who for the mask but the black can't quite conceal the sex and she raises her weapon. We grapple and I get my arm around her throat, squeezing tight, cutting off her air until I feel her go limp and then a final twist - snap! She falls limp to the floor.
I escape out the door behind me and am soon in my car speeding away, just in time to see a massive plume of amber rise up from the school behind me...
So you see why I like to sleep...and dream.
*to learn more about dreaming, go here: Inception: Dreams, Waking, and Epistemology.