matty
11-28-2007, 04:17 PM
So last night I had a series of strange dreams:
In the first one, I was living in some sort of communal area made up of several houses. In one of the houses lived four human-sized white rabbits, which all wore human clothes that resembled Burberry. One of them was female and the others were males, and a couple of them even wore glasses. In the dream, it was understood that these were Easter rabbits. Several things started to go wrong in the commune, people fighting and what have you, and I eventually figured out that one of the rabbits was instigating all this trouble, and the other rabbits thought that they were against him, but it turns out that he was manipulating them and they would just do whatever he told them to do, even if they thought it was wrong. Thus outnumbered, the lead rabbit turned the other rabbits against me and drove me from the commune by trying to kill me in various ways. There was something about them turning other people in the commune agianst me, and the people would try to poison me or run over me with cars. Eventually, they sent this enormous fat guy after me. Even though he was like three times my size, I managed to sort of match him as far as fighting went because he was really slow. At some point, I decided that we were too evenly matched and I would just have to escape, and he got on top of a building and started throwing these enormous air conditioners at me. I had to run with my back to him, looking over my shoulder to see when the air conditioners were falling so that I could jump out of the way as they smashed all over the ground. Then he caught up to me in this weird abandoned warehouse or something, filled with rusty dumpsters. He called in some sort of tactical air strike, so every now and then I would have to duck into a dumpster to hide while bullets rained down all around me from the sky. But fatty couldn't fit in the dumpster, so he got shot a lot, and it took several times for him to die. It was sort of nerve-racking, because some of the dumpsters would stop the bullets, but others had holes in them because they were rusty, and I'd have to scramble to find a better dumpster. When the fat guy finally died, he sort of deflated and became skinny, but with a lot of extra skin, like a human puddle.
When I woke up, I had kicked all the covers off the bed, and the cats were huddled on the couch staring at me, terrified. It was a very vivid dream.
Anybody else have any weird dreams lately?
In the first one, I was living in some sort of communal area made up of several houses. In one of the houses lived four human-sized white rabbits, which all wore human clothes that resembled Burberry. One of them was female and the others were males, and a couple of them even wore glasses. In the dream, it was understood that these were Easter rabbits. Several things started to go wrong in the commune, people fighting and what have you, and I eventually figured out that one of the rabbits was instigating all this trouble, and the other rabbits thought that they were against him, but it turns out that he was manipulating them and they would just do whatever he told them to do, even if they thought it was wrong. Thus outnumbered, the lead rabbit turned the other rabbits against me and drove me from the commune by trying to kill me in various ways. There was something about them turning other people in the commune agianst me, and the people would try to poison me or run over me with cars. Eventually, they sent this enormous fat guy after me. Even though he was like three times my size, I managed to sort of match him as far as fighting went because he was really slow. At some point, I decided that we were too evenly matched and I would just have to escape, and he got on top of a building and started throwing these enormous air conditioners at me. I had to run with my back to him, looking over my shoulder to see when the air conditioners were falling so that I could jump out of the way as they smashed all over the ground. Then he caught up to me in this weird abandoned warehouse or something, filled with rusty dumpsters. He called in some sort of tactical air strike, so every now and then I would have to duck into a dumpster to hide while bullets rained down all around me from the sky. But fatty couldn't fit in the dumpster, so he got shot a lot, and it took several times for him to die. It was sort of nerve-racking, because some of the dumpsters would stop the bullets, but others had holes in them because they were rusty, and I'd have to scramble to find a better dumpster. When the fat guy finally died, he sort of deflated and became skinny, but with a lot of extra skin, like a human puddle.
When I woke up, I had kicked all the covers off the bed, and the cats were huddled on the couch staring at me, terrified. It was a very vivid dream.
Anybody else have any weird dreams lately?