A weird nightmare i had:
The car was moving , i was in it but i could only see out side of it. With ted I was going to San Francisco, to meet up an acquaintance at a club and hotel. But i wanted to go meet up with a friend but couldn't. When I saw Sf I knew i was dreaming because the buildings were violent, distorted and swaying. Something was wrong and i couldn't place it. I woke up but not really more like my dream blacked out and came back and the car was gone my hands were broken and i was running ted to the hospital, they took him from me and i wandered the halls for him, endless blurs of paste colored pain.
i almost went into a room with two guards beside the door the mans deep voice was full of dried up tears as he said
little heart
this room way
is no way you want to go.
the one you want is next door One Zo.
I realized In the room he was guarding was another me with dead eyes and no soul, no hands, i jumped back and ran to the room next door i didn't looking back. I didn't think why or what i already knew it was a possible future of loss and of fears. There is only one kind of loss in this world that could bring me and hold me to that level for as long as i lived.
room number one zo
Ted was there he smiled as i entered,a smile i knew not to be his, i said ted we have to wake up it hurts i cant see you like this or it wont end
my dream blacked out and came back in at the club/hotel i woke up in a bed in a dark room
it felt disgusting the scent of old rotten things and dark musky scent of stained concrete.
I couldn't breath all my focus went to trying to wake up but a blackness held me
teds face was there but he was not there.
My eyes were burning, an old hideous black haired Indian woman sat drooping naked anorexic flaps. I didn't realize i was sitting on top of her until she moved and squirmed for a release or pleasure. Horrified I yelled ted wake me up I ran out the room, the man with teds face followed me but I evaporated him somehow because the fact he pretended to be ted and tried to catch me enraged me so
i made him leave.
I ran out of the front door, which had a door beside that was going to go in
but then i saw ted's spirit at the bottom of the stairs, i realized then he was still in the hospital. i ran down the stairs and then when i passed a window i saw the future of my dream
I saw the man who pretended to be ted, the old prostitute, and me
I turned my head away before seeing anymore because mt instinct told me if
i saw all of it i couldn't stop it from happening.
I was panicked at this point and yelling at ted to go back to the hospital and wake me up and that i cant have this dream.
he understood at once and promised to be back.
I had to go back up the stairs something forced my movement, and at the top
the man waited to take me to the future that i knew was coming
all my focus and energy was now on waking up because i refused to let those things, the things in that room to happen to me
I was stuck struggling between a blackness of dreams and waking consciousness, things turned gray then i almost slipped back to sleep and back into that room that seemed to have me by the throat
then ted called me and asked if i was okay. it became all okay instantly
i woke up gasping and sighing relief at the same time.
i cleared the energy and
fell quickly back to sleep safe.
 Arayza · Sun Mar 14, 2010 @ 08:58am · 0 Comments |
