- May 5, 2002
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Hmm... for the past two months I have been able to remember my dreams after I wake up. Now, my sleeping habits have changed since school got out for the summer and for some reason I go to bed and get up earlier in the summer than in school year. Anyways, I can usually recall my dreams in full for about a day and then after that it's just bits and pieces. The reason I'm writing this sh!t is because I had one funky ass dream last night. Here goes:
I was sitting in my cliff (no, I don't live in a cliff in reality but in my dream it was perfectly natural) and I look down upon the sea. All of a sudden I heard of a new war. People came down to the sea and started killing each other. The violence and all the weapons that had been used completely destroyed the sea. All that was left of the sea was blood and gore. Now, in my dream I was most sad. The kind of horrible sadness I felt when I saw the bum fights. Later in my dream I went to my grandmother's house. She was unaware of the Sea of Blood and Gore. I told her and showed her, but for some reason she just couldn't grasp the situation. I left her house and then I went to a lake which still had clean, unbloodied water. There I met three women. My dream ended there.
Anyways, I can still recall the Sea of Blood and Gore most vividly and every time I think of it I am just as sad as I was in my dream. Any of you have this kind of sh!t happen?
I was sitting in my cliff (no, I don't live in a cliff in reality but in my dream it was perfectly natural) and I look down upon the sea. All of a sudden I heard of a new war. People came down to the sea and started killing each other. The violence and all the weapons that had been used completely destroyed the sea. All that was left of the sea was blood and gore. Now, in my dream I was most sad. The kind of horrible sadness I felt when I saw the bum fights. Later in my dream I went to my grandmother's house. She was unaware of the Sea of Blood and Gore. I told her and showed her, but for some reason she just couldn't grasp the situation. I left her house and then I went to a lake which still had clean, unbloodied water. There I met three women. My dream ended there.
Anyways, I can still recall the Sea of Blood and Gore most vividly and every time I think of it I am just as sad as I was in my dream. Any of you have this kind of sh!t happen?
