My dreams this week have been taking a darker turn in terms of imagery.
I awoke on Sunday morning dreaming of flesh eating zombies, very much in the
Night Of The Living Dead mold. I found myself in a post apocalyptic world full of flesh eating zombies that appear after dark. I ended up enlisting with a paramilitary group determined to preserve the human species through use of force. In the last sequence of the dream, I awoke in the middle of the night in a large, burnt out clearing ina forest to the scattered sounds of machine gun fire. This, to me, signified the nightly attack of zombies searching for food. I crawled on the ground to a nearby machine gun battery near the forest edge to observe the attack. As I watched, one rather emaciated looking corpse wandered toward the clearing, was hit by a flame thrower, and fell on top of me. I awoke to the image of disintegrating ashen gray flesh falling off a skeleton amidst a curtain of bright red fire.
On Wednesday, I dreamt of decay. I found myself in the living room of my parents house. My mother has a baby grand piano in one corner of the room. Under the piano, I saw a diseased looking potted houseplant that I knew should not be there. I then looked down at the beige wall-to-wall carpet in the room and saw that it is alive with maggots. I ran around to find a vacuum cleaner to sweep up the maggots and found one, only to discover that it did not work when I plugged it in. I then resolved that to remove the plant from under the piano. Because space under the piano was about three feet, I needed to get down on all fours to get to the plant. This brought me in contact with the carpet, and, the maggots began to crawl over my body and under my clothing. I awoke just as I began to take a closer look at the plant. said drgeek
on 2004-04-01 at 1:31 p.m.
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