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      freaky dream (non lucid)

      the dead country town.

      a friend (amy) and i were walking through a nearly abandoned country town. in the middle of the main road (which is dirt) there's a small church. the church has black shingles on the walls and a meager cross that's barely standing on its own. amy and i start talking about church and religion... she then asks a question that i can't answer, neither can she. we're stumped. (i can't recall the question). but i've had this town in past dreams an i know that there's a school around the corner so i suggest that we go to the school and ask a teacher. -- in one of my past dreams i built this school for the townsfolk because they never had one before. -- we go the to building, which is grossly out of place. the building is made of block and is painter gray. in one wing of the building is a giant incinerator, kind of like a huge fireplace. in the other wing are offices for the teachers and in the middle is a classroom that strangely resembles that of an old preschool class i had. don't ask me how i remember what my preschool classroom looked like... i just remember it vividly. well amy and i walk into the building and there are no kids, rather there's only professors sitting in the children's chairs reading books of all sorts. amy and i walk through the professors and go to the office section of the building. we meet an old man in a cubical and ask him our question. he talks for a long time but never answers the question. as he's talking the wall to our left opens up. behind the wall is a giant freezer and in the freezer are bodies. the bodies are hanging from the ceilings like slabs of beef. two men in white coats emerge from the bodies. one has a clipboard in his hand. they inspect one of the bodies and examine it's toe tag. one of the men examines the clip board and then the toe tag and exclaims, "this is him." the men lift the body off of the meat hook that it's on and carry the body through the classroom to the incinerator, amy and i follow. the men set the body in the middle of the incinerator and step out. a emaciated priest walks over from the church. he's short, bald, fat, and ugly. i'm immediately disgusted with his appearance. he says a prayer in a weird tongue then the doors to the incinerator close. the room gets really hot and i can hear the man that was once frozen screaming for his life. he's screaming "father, father, why father why?!?!?" amy is getting upset. when the heat subsides amy is broken down in tears. the scientists leave and i'm left with a hysterical friend and a priest that i hold some sort of animosity for. the priest gets down on the ground next to amy and tries to console her. he has a perverted gleam in his eye. he keeps rubbing amy's back and kissing her face. he's completely taking advantage of her. i can't contain my anger. i tear him off of her and throw him into a glass block wall. he immediately spits out a curse of some sort. i feel my body changing. i'm shirking and becoming emaciate like him. i fight the transformation but i can't hold it off. before i completely turn into a man of the priest stature i kill the priest hitting his head against the wall. i look at myself in a mirror. my image is distorted... but i know what i've become... i've become what i hate. i want to console amy but i know that in doing so i would want to do exactly what the priest had done to her. i grab the priests body and i walk into the incinerator with him. the doors close and we both burn.

      freaky huh?
      clear eyes. strong hands.

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      Disturbing to say the least. Very graphic.

      Somehow it would make a very artistic, very good short film...Wow.
      In this crazy world if they don't consider you mad, then you have no confirmation of your own sanity, do you?
      Imagine if this crazy world thought you were sane?! Oh my God, worst nightmare!
      -David Icke

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