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12/08/2004

Another Dream


Psychomoore

So this morning I woke up with a wierd feeling in my head...not that head, the one on my shoulders. I had a crazy ass dream that maybe you don't care about but still are gonna hear about cuz I'm posting about it...HA! Maybe somebody can help me interperet this...
Anyway, this dream started out how all my other dreams start out: With me looking at...me. This view is a little like a mirror because in the dream, I know I'm looking at myself, but not really in a mirror. I don't know if you know what I mean but...anyway, there was this girl in a wedding dress...she didn't really have a face. I was wearing a nice suit, tweed, but not a tux so I know I wasn't the groom. She was all alone and crying, her mascara was running down her cheeks. She looked a little gothic like that, but her dress was still pure and undisturbed. She was crying and holding her bouquet with both hands and looking at me. Somehow I knew that it wasn't me who made her cry but either way I couldn't help her. We were on this grass hill in the middle of nowhere...every direction held a whole bunch of nothing. She kept crying and I kept staring. I don't know why but all of the sudden I just turned and left. I knew I was coming back so I didn't feel bad but she cried harder when I turned my back to her, I couldn't help but leave her, I had stuff to do. So I'm dressed in this nice suit and I'm going to do...I don't know what (yet) and I leave the bride to stand on that hill. By the way this hill is the only one around so when I leave, she can see me as I walk away for a good while. She keeps on crying and I keep on walking away through the grass. Eventually, I come to a gun shop (this is where my dream turns a little GTA) and buy all kinds of guns. At this point in the dream, I have a duty (I don't know what it is yet). You know when you have a feeling of duty...just something you know you have to do. It was like that. I know all these guns are important to somebody, but surprisingly I don't use any of them. There are all kinds of guns: pistols, assault rifles, shotguns, rocket launchers...it doesn't matter but I took all these guns to a drop point and dropped them off. I then proceeded to visit an old friend of mine that I hadn't seen in a while. There was no information exchanged between this person and myslef except for the reminder of the bride. I left the meeting point and took a cab to the grass hill, I tipped the cabbie WAY too much money (over 100 dollars) and walked up the hill. The bride was no longer there, but in her place was the bouquet and a note. The note was in some other language that I couldn't understand...french or german or something. I took the note and put it in my pocket, and with bouquet in hand, I aimed for the city with my rifle (one that I had left) and fired one shot. I heard sirens almost immediatly afterwards...

My alarm woke me up to go to work at this point...the sirens at the end sounded suspiciously like my alarm. I don't have ANY idea of what this dream means...

If you have an idea, comment please.

2 Comments:

At December 8, 2004 at 12:34 PM, Blogger Psychomoore said...

Maybe I'm just crazy.

 
At December 9, 2004 at 7:47 AM, Blogger supergirl said...

thats a weird dream...cant even begin to try and interpret that one...

 

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