First Dream.
Deep within a giant redwood forest. I crawled up the side of a Sequoia tree, knowing I could leap the 20 feet onto the neighboring tree trunk. Though a little unsure of myself, so I went to ground and around to the other-side of the redwood to climb up. I gripped the bark with my fingers and went up thirty feet to a birds nest. These bird's are unordinary, I notice [like, mechanical]. I thought that if I disturbed the nest, they would alarm a different kind of native species [like blue monkeys?] and I couldn't fight these? ones alone. So I hopped down and continued walking. I walk into a river of black water, attached to a string of lakes. At first very nervous of creatures lurking in the depths, but then I thought 'No, creatures can't be in black water'.
Second Dream.
In the high-school cafeteria bathroom with a group of girls who were cleaning toilets as some sort of punishment. I left down the hallway and hear behind me, automatic machine gun fire. I pick up pace, warning students as I go. A boy took 3-4 gunshot to the chest and he was bleeding out, another of my animus were dragging him out the side doors. I'm feeling around a palm size round-cut cubic zirconia in my right hand. I'm taking it with me to English class so I won't be so bored.
In the classroom, Nancy asks a question, I responded aloud to her, a comment about male sexuality. I realize, just after: and say again to her; “I'm sorry I shouldn't have directed the answer at you I should have address the entire class”. She said, “No, it's okay”. I respond, still aloud to the class, “No, it's not okay. Because the others are displacing and disowning up to it in their third person, narcissistic contention”.
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