Well, my work week started out shitty. I screwed up a couple things and frankly, I couldn't be bothered to be responsible for a lot of a cook's duties.
Anyhoo, to make things really interesting I had this bizzare dream this morning. I think it's inspired by my whole relationship with the dark side.
Anyway, I started out as some sort of millionaire. You know how in dreams you understand without being shown what your role is? Yeah, well, I was some sort of multi-millionaire funding a big prospecting and scientific expedition into Antarctica. I had thousands of people under my command, all looking to me for leadership and I kept pushing them on and on. It was different because we weren't going overland in Antartica, we were going through the ground under it. So it was dark and actually warm. The feel of the whole dream was like turn of the century 1900's. With a strong H.G. Wells / Jules Verne 'science is God, and God be damned' attitude. Picture monocles and bowler hats and handlebar moustaches. Women wth those butt expander dresses and lady parasols.
But along the way into Antartica we stumble into some structures we think are mines. Only to discover that they are the homes for some inhumanoid race. They are ugly and somehow very eerie to me. Looking at them gives me this shivery crawling skin feeling. eeeeeegh! Their heads are the most grotesque. Imagine holding an unshelled peanut between longways between thumb and forefinger. Now imagine if that peanut were rubber, and squeeze it and imagine how it would deform. That's what their heads looked like. They had some weird skull that kept their brain seprate from the reast of the head. They had toothless small mouths with rough lips that folded over each other, freaky red eyes with slits. Their skin was grey and very, very wrinkly at the joints. and their bodies gave off the impression of having joints in them that were all swollen. I imagine it was because those overdeveloped joints and extra skin allowed them an inhuman range of movement.
So there I was screaming 'tally-ho' and basically doing an arrogant, colonialist genocide on these ugly creatures but I felt no wrong since they gave me the creeps. And as the war got more intense, so faded the dream until i woke up at 3 in the morning cursing, because I was lacking sleep over a stupid dream.
I find no real meaning in this dream. I think it's just a lot of latent anger at my situation giving vent into my imagination.
Anyhoo, to make things really interesting I had this bizzare dream this morning. I think it's inspired by my whole relationship with the dark side.
Anyway, I started out as some sort of millionaire. You know how in dreams you understand without being shown what your role is? Yeah, well, I was some sort of multi-millionaire funding a big prospecting and scientific expedition into Antarctica. I had thousands of people under my command, all looking to me for leadership and I kept pushing them on and on. It was different because we weren't going overland in Antartica, we were going through the ground under it. So it was dark and actually warm. The feel of the whole dream was like turn of the century 1900's. With a strong H.G. Wells / Jules Verne 'science is God, and God be damned' attitude. Picture monocles and bowler hats and handlebar moustaches. Women wth those butt expander dresses and lady parasols.
But along the way into Antartica we stumble into some structures we think are mines. Only to discover that they are the homes for some inhumanoid race. They are ugly and somehow very eerie to me. Looking at them gives me this shivery crawling skin feeling. eeeeeegh! Their heads are the most grotesque. Imagine holding an unshelled peanut between longways between thumb and forefinger. Now imagine if that peanut were rubber, and squeeze it and imagine how it would deform. That's what their heads looked like. They had some weird skull that kept their brain seprate from the reast of the head. They had toothless small mouths with rough lips that folded over each other, freaky red eyes with slits. Their skin was grey and very, very wrinkly at the joints. and their bodies gave off the impression of having joints in them that were all swollen. I imagine it was because those overdeveloped joints and extra skin allowed them an inhuman range of movement.
So there I was screaming 'tally-ho' and basically doing an arrogant, colonialist genocide on these ugly creatures but I felt no wrong since they gave me the creeps. And as the war got more intense, so faded the dream until i woke up at 3 in the morning cursing, because I was lacking sleep over a stupid dream.
I find no real meaning in this dream. I think it's just a lot of latent anger at my situation giving vent into my imagination.
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Oh, yeah, I've heard of Fast Food Nation. I should read it.
I had another weird dream but forgot it. I think I'm just...not sleeping right. It had a a realistic feel to it too.