The Wee Democracy

fucked up dream

if you've read about my dreams before, you know they can be quite jacked up. and the scary part is, they can be pretty easily influenced by whatever i've exposed myself to within the last few days. like, if i see a tornado on the news, i might have a tornado dream shortly thereafter. after i saw 'scream', i had a utterly horrifying serial killer dream, and after watching 'predator', i had a dream where i was being chased through a jungle...and you know how much i hate running.

which is why last night's dream was weird. it was about a volcano that began erupting under my house.

i go outside for some reason, and i see a hole in the lawn, about as big around as a basketball. there's a little bit of steam rising from it so i go to look at it, and about 6 feet down, i see lava flowing under the yard. i freak, and go inside to try to get my mom and my sister out of the house. i try to call 911, but i don't get anybody, and no one seems to believe me that there's a burgeoning volcano in our yard. i look out front, and see another hole open up, closer to the house, and this time, it spits lava out, which hits my mom's old maxima. the tires explode and the car itself begins to burn and melt. i am grateful that it is the max, and not the camry, because i figure, somehow i'll get blamed for this mess, and the destruction of a car is rather unforgivable.

then the lava starts exploding up out of the ground, and the camry is engulfed in flames rather quickly. i'm scared now. the house begins to sink, and i see the ground rising up to meet the base of the picture window, dirt becoming visible, like through a porthole on a ship. i'm screaming, actually yelling out "mommy" i'm so scared now, because the ground is rising faster. the house is plummeting into the ground, and i know it's only a matter of time before it hits the lava and i melt.

but somehow, the house is lifted back up, and i get out, i run out to the street, feeling safer on concrete, watching the lava fly and burst. people start to gather round. then i wake up.

i get out of bed, knowing it was a dream, but still go out to the front yard. i walk around, feeling the ground with my bare feet, looking for uneven spots, using my toes to feel for holes, but the only one i find is a bug hole. i go out back and look around, feeling for holes, and see nothing. then i step in one, big and deep and i see lava flowing quickly beneath it, and it scares the everloving hell out of me.

then i really wake up. and the thing is, this is not the first time i've woken up within a dream. fucked up dreams sometimes, man.



feeling: grateful i live in a seismically stable region
thinking of: nothin' really
song of the day: sweetest thing - U2
you can sew it up, but you still see the tear