A few days back I had a dream and I woke in sweat.
Dreams have a funny way of seeming more dangerous when asleep, innocous when you wake and lethal when they come true.
I was in a room. Or was I outside? It was raining I remember and it was night. And it was raining demonically.
Then I got beat up by a few people. Who were they?
And I ran out disgusted.
Suddenly I discovered I was wearing nothing but a T-shirt.
My state of undress didn't seem to bother me.
It was cold and I was shivering.
I walked all night. In the streets. Can't remember what city it was.
Saw a tree and stood under it.
Felt disconnected.
As I was about to think what next...where next...I see a big black book near the gutter. It's got 'THE BIBLE' written on it in gold.
It is soggy and worn out.
I pick it up and feel there's a message in it for me.
Message my ass.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
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