(0) Dreams: Dec 2 2008

Bug Nightmare

I’m on a pleasant beach of some sort, the sun is warm and there is people nearby.  Out from above somewhere a dark fleshy ball drops ontop of a young man, as it touches the ground a sinkhole develops swallowing him along with the tree.  I watch this happen and think of how horrible that is, that he was swallowed by the thing that grew under the ground from the fleshy egg-sack thing.  Horrible teeth lurk right under the ground in the sinkhole, and I know that poisonous infestation has started under it.

A hole opens up nearby, it’s like an ant hill but inside are voracious teeth ready to consume anything that falls in and spit out infestation.  A man slips nearby and falls in and is immediately eaten, a bug that looks like a giant weevil walks out it looks extremely dangerous, impression of teeth that will rip and rend anything it attacks.  I’m horrified and I back off.

I know that this is just the start that other things will come up from the ground and there is no escape from them.  They are all poisonous and contagious to be bitten by one is to become them.

I ran away to home which is a frail shack like trailer, I know that soon flying ones will be about and they are very hard to evade.  Crystal is here, she’s trying to help me.  I have to get dressed in protective gear because I need to get to work, and to get to work I have to go outside into the infested area where the alien-infestation-bugs roam.  The house is pretty airtight so they can’t get in easily, but eventually they will work their way in.

I need to put on my pants, the ones I have on stink.  There is a dark patch on my ass, did I soil myself?  No way, I must have sat down on something wet.  I put them to wash and pick a fresh pair from the dressed and put them on.  I need a rebreather mask, the fly-bugs are hard to kill before they sting you, but the worst are the poison clouds.  You can’t defend against those, if you breath it in you’re done for and you become them.

I stand before the door out, I need my sword so I can kill the bugs as they attack me.  Not the black one, the silver one.  It’s right there and I feel relief that I have it, just holding it makes me more confident and calm I can take them on outside.  But I know it’s just a matter of time before they infest everything, this has happened before, even if we make the house as airtight as possible they get in through tiny cracks and soon take over.  Not this time though!

I had an emergency plan and dug an underground bunker, it’s totally bug proof with thick metal door and special pressure differential mechanism so that nothing can get in.  It’s of huge thick cement and thick metal but very cramped, there is not much space in here so I leave for now.  It’s deep underground too but I know the alien enemies have a thing that travels underground and can swallow it and try to eat it.  Eventually it will fail too.

I’m back in the house now, knowing that I have to go out.  Barry comes through the door, he says ‘It’s not so bad out there right now actually.  You just have to watch out for the little ones.’  I feel less afraid because he’s saying this, and a man-being-operator falls though the kitchen side door.

He’s one of the alien infestation beings, he’s the operator of the bug-cow-shooter.  It’s like a giant slug and he is organicly plugged into it it.  He’s laying on the floor and I slowly change my mind from him being an enemy to a friend. A part of him is like a long elongated penis with horrible disgusting bug larvage shooter at the end.  A bug crawls out of it half-formed and dies.  I know he’s not going to harm anyone anymore.

A transmission from the alien controller?  A green-blue screen covered in interface lines, the transmission is poor but for us.  It feels like propaganda, or lies meant to confuse us.  Image that suggests that by doing this everything is like having sex, an image of a woman on a gym bicycle while doing dishes and listening to music, she’s experiencing sexual pleasure as she’s doing these things.  Is that a vibrator in her pussy?

All this seems insidious, green and poisonous somehow, I feel like I’m being confused or brainwashed to join them.  I turn away from the tv-transmission.

Got a Job

I’m in an office of some sort of work place, the work is pretty mundane but the guy who’s the boss really appreciates my talents and wants me to work for him.  He offers me the job and I accept.  It’s pretty no thrills place, but I know I will be appreciated for doing a good job.  I leave happy that the pay is really good too, 100k.  I can’t wait to tell Crystal.

Filming Winnipeg with Mom

We’re in a familiar place, that feels like some old place I used to know very well.  Maybe Winnipeg or Kety?  We’re shooting a film there about some sort of pair of very beautiful people dancing and having fun but they did this on their own long time ago and I’m just filming the place they were at.

I think it’s a pity to just leave the camera doing all the work so I pick it up and try to shoot an artsy image of a far away landscape of trees that are not trees that look beautiful.  Mom is here and we leave together enjoying the scenery we’ve both known together long ago.