Yeah so... last night, I had a nightmare, YAY ME! I actually enjoy my nightmares. So here goes the first dream entry.

Before bed: 10p.m. Took two Lorecets, Talked on the phone to this super great guy until 2 AM. Finished watching Prince of Darkness (FINALLY) tossed and turned in darkness for a bit. Drifted off thinking about evil and corruption....


Nightmare:

Standing in a castle corridor, the wall splits and falls back to reveal a firey chasm with tiny path over it. Being the curious little buggar that I am... decided to check it out. So I walk over this thin bridge and nearly loose my footing once. On the other side I'm greeted by a man in a black on black on black suit. His face is everchanging, morphing from one mass of flesh to another, the only distinguishing feature, and the only one that stays the same are his eyes. Black hollow sockets with the pits of hell reflecting deep within. He opens his mouth to speak and a hundred voices all meld together and escape him in a gravelly mixture of thick, tar-like speech. "I am the Morningstar," he says. I look at him, rather unimpressed, and point out that I'm agnostic. He tells me it doesn't matter, he just needs me to look over something for him real quick like. I agree and he hands me a paper, upon closer examination it is a contract... or a bill of sale rather. The Morning Star is purchasing an 89 Starion from Uriel, the Angel of Light.... I okay the contract, Satan slits his wrist, signs it and then I'm suddenly standing in the frozen food aisle of a grocery store with Steve Martain buying groceries....


My Comments:

I have some fucked up dreams.. LOL

True interpetation:

I think that the castle represents me being on the defensive about work, the hallway shows that I'm trying to move on with my life finally, but I feel like my job is holding me back. The Chasm is a fear of fucking up on my part in several relevant things in my life right now. The bridge is my safety measure but the fact that I faltered only reaffirms the fears. Possibly again, about my job. Satan, there are so many things that this could represent right now that I really can't put my finger on it. The Bill of sale, I think is financial stress, as I have some bills that seriously need paying.. lol. The frozen foods, I think that maybe I'm afraid of moving forth in several aspects of my life due to security that I have built up around me. and Again with Steve Martain... Who the hell knows? LOL

Last night:

Laid down at 9:00p.m. Watched "Freddie the Frog" with my daughter. She fell asleep at 10:00p.m. I put in Freddy Vs. Jason for a good lagh... Yeah, so I turned it off and laid there for a while and decided that Mr. Krueger, my child hood hero, needed a fan page....

A little later I decided I needed to make graphics for that page and got out of bed... Returned to this grand machine, and did just that.

A little later I decided I needed a dream Journal.... So after registering and stuff, I decided to force myself to sleep.

A little later... I finally fell asleep. The last time I looked at the clock it was 3:45AM, the next time, it was 7:15 AM

I have to give myself props, as I slept later than usual and only woke up 15 minutes before the alarm this morning. It was kind of nice. However.... It was a dreamless sleep... and thus... not good sleep. heh.