الثلاثاء، 28 ديسمبر، 2010

Dreams

Me and the family, we always seem to be, in a darkness, a black lit place with no moon, it looks like a British council estate, we meet men, fat-man( re: fascist...) wearing London foot-ball shirts...the whore of Babylon appears in our dark garden, yellow and light brown tentacles, a woman's head, obese, full of faeces, somehow I find a sword, and chop it in half...it follows mum...

One morning...I'm riding horses with Arab men, in a beautiful snowy expanse of mountains...the next I'm in a little town...looking through a market place, of records, I'm with the Osborne kids (Ozzy Osborne's children) Kelly picks up a haevy metal record, we have never heard, but the sleeve cover is in bright yellow and black, so...I immediately know it's evil, and I warn her....still, she buys it (probably, because it's exactly evil)...then we in her bedroom, and that thing of babylon appears...Jack is mesmerised, he says he will give it sex, it spurts liquid... a persian rug appears...it looks like they are mocking me...the liquid gets all over the rug...next I'm with their mummy, berating them...she is in bed...we go out into town again...i throw the persian rug, over someone's balcony just above us...I have to warn the woman who finds it...she doesnt seem too worried by the rug, which she puts ojn the floor in her room, she just upset that a voice has appeared in her apartment....I leave talking to her, because this time, I'm awake....

This morning, I'm back in a dark place, but somethings happened, there are a gang of people with me, one of them is mum, "We are still soul, Mum, we have to fight..." I'm in a flat...I'm also with people from Middle Earth (lord of the rings) Warriors, soldiers...it's a little hazy now, but in a minute, there is a mandarin girl? (chinese)

There is my sword...a long copper gold blade, long, tapering into a triangle end, both edges shrarp...I examine it, it's a kings sowrd, but not quite, it needs a little sharpening...I am trying to find a different sword...but, I take this sword, I'm in a rebellion gang...something evil has appeared, and we have a mission to save....I read the story from the first volume of a story in three books, not the Lord of three Rings tale, but very similar...we walk through the council estate...while I'm entering a room, like a train station, I am also trying to find what happens in the first chapter, I meet a man from the book...I'm being told it is important to know the whole book, I'm reading while I am in action...it is a history, of another war...I say is it a tale of a poor man (like the Children of Hurin?) "We must make haste...Abelbert has died..."

I meet a chinese family, I have to save them, because one of them has brought evil......there are crowds of people on the floor, I say, is this communist? we rush through, flailing and falling...I decided to fully wake up...


"Your mission is Sire, use the sword..."

The hobbit men...there are hobbit men in the room where I find the sword...the history of the sword is that of a King..."He was a poor man..."

"When the Communists cry...fight..."

The 1st book tells the tale...it is a story of a man in failure...he fought and cried...

I have to flip through the book quickly to find out what is happening, but the book is in another scene, I'm not holding the book, the pages are arriving like a picture...the story is the man appearing...I want the man to know, that the first chapter is fate...fight evil...It's not Hurin, its from a different time, it's dark, where....as...everything is in black light...like the Ungolunt (giant monster spider) had filled the air...

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