03-09-2011, 12:32 PM
I had a night of very vivid, very bizarre dreams. The one I remember most involved a friend of mine (we'll call him F) and I going to a restaurant. There was this girl who worked at the restaurant who kept slamming her face into plates, getting it all bloody, and laughing the whole time. I was like "Ooookkkkaaaayyyy...maybe that isn't the best thing to do to yourself."
I'm not sure how, but it seems that everyone in the restaurant was committed to a mental hospital- one of the new, highly-programmed kinds. I ended up having a moment of complete insanity in which I chased a girl around a room, howling like an animal with some sort of screwdriver thing in my hand. My mind really felt as if it had taken on animal qualities- as if I was operating entirely on instinct. Someone kept knocking on the door while this was happening, and for some reason that terrified me. It was instinctual fear- the fear of a predator. Finally, though, I seemed to regain my senses and realized that the best way to face a fear is to meet it head on, so I stopped chasing the girl and flung open the door.
It was a bunch of men in white coats. Apparently the mental hospital had decided that our group was too wild and they were having us transferred to some place far out in the country where they could forget about us. I ran from them for a bit, and ran into F, and we realized we couldn't get away from them- there were too many. I slid the screwdriver thing up into my sleeve and F stared at me with this look of concern, like he wasn't sure I was sane enough to be holding onto that, but as the men in white coats swooped down on us he didn't rat me out.
It was obvious when we got to the place out in the country that it was a dumping ground for crazies, and they had no intention of trying to rehabilitate us and let us go. They just wanted to put us away. I actually kind of liked it there- the scenery was beautiful, and for the most part we were all left to our own devices. As long as we stayed on the grounds and didn't go too crazy, the guards just watched us. It sort of felt like a break from the stress of reality. Still, some of us started talking about ways we might escape.
There was this one very obese guy dressed up like a clown who never talked. He suddenly spit out a piece of paper, and one of the guards picked it up and started reading it. It was a list of stuff he wanted, like shampoo and tissues and stuff. For some reason this struck me as extremely humorous and I actually woke up laughing.
A few other parts I remember with less detail:
1. Some friends and I were being harassed by this very powerful figure who could easily hypnotize people and bend them to his will (if you've ever read Bleach, it was a total Captain Aizen knockoff). I was trying to warn my friends not to get too close to him because he would hypnotize them.
2. I was in an enormous mansion owned by this woman, and I was wondering if she cleaned it all by herself, or had hired people to do it for her, as the whole place was spotless.
3. I was at work and they suddenly offered me a full time position...in fact they seemed desperate that I take it. I was happy because I would have secure hours and be making more money, but I was also sad because it involved working in a department I really don't like. They kept dumping more and more work and I me and I was like "C'mon guys, let me get one thing done before you ask me to do another!"
4. I was talking to my ex, who started being extremely rude, which is very unlike him. Even after we broke up we maintained a completely friendly relationship. I stormed over to my car, and then a guy who had often been rude to me in high school came over and apologized for my ex, which also stunned me, as I had never seen him as the nice type. I suppose this is telling me things aren't always what they seem?
I'm not sure how, but it seems that everyone in the restaurant was committed to a mental hospital- one of the new, highly-programmed kinds. I ended up having a moment of complete insanity in which I chased a girl around a room, howling like an animal with some sort of screwdriver thing in my hand. My mind really felt as if it had taken on animal qualities- as if I was operating entirely on instinct. Someone kept knocking on the door while this was happening, and for some reason that terrified me. It was instinctual fear- the fear of a predator. Finally, though, I seemed to regain my senses and realized that the best way to face a fear is to meet it head on, so I stopped chasing the girl and flung open the door.
It was a bunch of men in white coats. Apparently the mental hospital had decided that our group was too wild and they were having us transferred to some place far out in the country where they could forget about us. I ran from them for a bit, and ran into F, and we realized we couldn't get away from them- there were too many. I slid the screwdriver thing up into my sleeve and F stared at me with this look of concern, like he wasn't sure I was sane enough to be holding onto that, but as the men in white coats swooped down on us he didn't rat me out.
It was obvious when we got to the place out in the country that it was a dumping ground for crazies, and they had no intention of trying to rehabilitate us and let us go. They just wanted to put us away. I actually kind of liked it there- the scenery was beautiful, and for the most part we were all left to our own devices. As long as we stayed on the grounds and didn't go too crazy, the guards just watched us. It sort of felt like a break from the stress of reality. Still, some of us started talking about ways we might escape.
There was this one very obese guy dressed up like a clown who never talked. He suddenly spit out a piece of paper, and one of the guards picked it up and started reading it. It was a list of stuff he wanted, like shampoo and tissues and stuff. For some reason this struck me as extremely humorous and I actually woke up laughing.
A few other parts I remember with less detail:
1. Some friends and I were being harassed by this very powerful figure who could easily hypnotize people and bend them to his will (if you've ever read Bleach, it was a total Captain Aizen knockoff). I was trying to warn my friends not to get too close to him because he would hypnotize them.
2. I was in an enormous mansion owned by this woman, and I was wondering if she cleaned it all by herself, or had hired people to do it for her, as the whole place was spotless.
3. I was at work and they suddenly offered me a full time position...in fact they seemed desperate that I take it. I was happy because I would have secure hours and be making more money, but I was also sad because it involved working in a department I really don't like. They kept dumping more and more work and I me and I was like "C'mon guys, let me get one thing done before you ask me to do another!"
4. I was talking to my ex, who started being extremely rude, which is very unlike him. Even after we broke up we maintained a completely friendly relationship. I stormed over to my car, and then a guy who had often been rude to me in high school came over and apologized for my ex, which also stunned me, as I had never seen him as the nice type. I suppose this is telling me things aren't always what they seem?
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