January 3, 2010

baddreams

bad DREAMS

prologue dream involved flying repeatedly into the sky for this and that reason, at one point with a black haired professional chess player (girl bout my age) in tow on my what must have been a broom. there was sort of a war and the other side was winnin so i left my giggly fire drill class to go fly into the sky and me n the fed up chess player hopped out the bathroom window of this big castle into the stormy night (his dad sent an unsuccessful orange flare from big old dark car) to go hide out at a distance in the north with a bumbly woman who gave us away, she was a farmer.

woke up and when i came back some friends at a lame party were wondering while pulling filled champagne flutes repeatedly out of a box "what happened next?"

my side was the Northern and our drink in the one room was a milky champagne, unlike the bubbly one i looked at at the party which the Tdkjg Slkgjh Tlkjg Corps (words begin with letters but never knew the words, they were the other side) claimed as theirs. the 'factory'. something about a bus and 9:00 (oh and i gave EKG a pink cherry drink?? i made just for her, we walked half the brooklyn bridge in the sunset) and then quite suddenly i was in a big cage with all these kids

they ran around playing tag it was the end of the world maybe, real horrible, and then a little girl got stuck in some oozing condensed milk leaking from a pipe, this boy had to pull her out
one of the girls i was sitting with (we must have been experiments) had all kinds of keys and locks on her dress and it had to do with puberty
and then she looked out with horror "that's my father" (he had put his own child in here)
an old car slowly rolled by below us
in the driver's seat was a pink naked brain, her father (also he was a robot) and in the passenger's seat was jesus, who was a metal bowl of mildly boiling water

they had been in cohoots the whole time (even though many people had trusted one or the other)
from above we practiced spitting and vomiting at them but it made no difference because they slowly rolled to the dead end and the car stopped. they had come here to die
they turned to rust and died

cant tell the rest cause its too horrible for the internet

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