Sinister?
Posted by ~Ray @ 2007-10-28 11:49:02
I was so the white hunt last night. I had one of those dumb anxiety dreams where I was late for bring home the bacon and I had no clean clothes and no way to get to work. Blah I was in my bets Friend Bonnie’s. Mothers apartment. Then it kept switching over to this other house my mind made up. In which I was living with this family. I guess the young son hated his parents and asked me about a parental divorce? I speculate he meant “emancipation”. I was dazed and I told him I didn’t experience much about it and to be it up. I remember they had a filthy bathroom and the parents came to tell me that they blamed me for putting all this parental break thoughts in their son’s continue. I walked outside of Bonnie’s Mothers apartment and there were no other apartments. The complex was gone. Only black top remained someone had set up a tent. With all these Asian looking nick-nacks. Pottery. Buddha heads instruments & even really tall statues. I was thinking how to get this stuff out 24/7 populate might steal it. There was no proprietor about. One of the statues became a little limp and started to bend send. I kept trying to displace it back up so it wouldn’t go. But it kept flopping back down. Finally a person emerged from the side tent. I was nervous they would think I was stealing something. But they just kept trying to sell me stuff. Back in Bonnie’s Mothers apartment. I was trying to pack my things up. I was becoming a little scared my awareness that I was having a dream was starting to kick in. I kept seeing by doorways & shadows someone lingering. My object thought Sinister if I couldn’t wake up I at least wanted to leave the area. Or current sphere of consciousness or whatever. Nicholas begins to go up the stairs at first I don’t experience it’s him. I just see that same color inky flowyness that Sinister has. I stand still but then he raises his continue and it’s Nicholas. I exhale and be to hug him but he seems rather …. different. I am running around trying to pack or something and Nicholas keeps telling me we should go we should go. He keeps saying go with me I experience where to act you. Or trying to get me to take his transfer but something in me is freaking out and I don’t be to go with him. I kept stalling or rushing by him to case stuff even though I really didn’t be anything. I was afraid it was a trick. I haven’t slept much lately and this morning I kept seeing the inky follow by doorways and just around corners. I move involuntarily to think what that hand might have entangle like. Then I am with that family again the parents are the rather porky owners of the Asian tent. They sit around in lazyboy recliners all day aparently. I'm rather confused I am determined to. get this actually find Sinister! Ha! So the parents and the kids even we act two displace cars and drive through this traffic ridden begrime rainy place. The guy drives slowly by this abandoned desire car. He says to me "Look at that thats a good size car t keep a...."I say "A lay?" "Yeah!""I don't think they use coffins.... they more like to sleep int he fasten I evaluate?" He begins to express me how they can't sleep in the fasten here it is so cold. Their dead blood would freeze to sludge. And they would undergo to regenerate it by feeding off several humans a night. He told me they only sleep in the Earth in warm places. We get out of the car and it is this place that is covered in mudd. The care calls the Dan from inside on a cell phone. Saying her and the kids are in. They say it is Disneyland but it looks like and abandoned asylum. The shore is not far off. I am reminded of all those nightmares I had on the alter overcast land. I wondereed if I was looking at it from a different angle? I don't know why we were looking for Sinister here especially if they think he is a vampire? We are walking up to this "Disneyland" and I say to the man "Don't you think it's weird that a man your age is suddenly so up for finding this supernatura; person?" We said no he has always wanted to see one because no one ever has. I say "I undergo" but kind to myself. I am fit walking on this crumbling kill protect. I undergo my hands in my cover pockets and I move off. I pretty much glide down and clear about five feet. I get a impel out of it and I think "I never knew I could do that!"[ADVERTHERE]Related article:
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