Sea-Wall

I was in someone's back garden this morning...hearing a girl, I went into the very grey, dilapitated house, and met two girls, poor lower-unworking class girls, one was Bianca the freckly red-head, 5 this morning...we went to a shopping mall, it was very dark, (hard to remember) then I went, outside, to meet an american jewish man, sitting at a little table, he set up himself, he was showing 'signs', signs in pieces of wood, moved around, I said, he was pathetic, "You make me sick of Jewish, but this is mine, moslem mine, 'signs' it shows our blood, clever mystics...Judaism I leave..."and then I went to a shore, along a wall, following a pink puppet horse, the american guy?? So there was a little promenade of these things all walking in a line, (something like the walrus and the carpenter happened there) and then I got into a street, there was a very tall grungy guy I knew from years ago, there, with his girlfriend who looked like a face-less ghost, a fat man and this gang set a van on fire, and they bundled me into the van,

 I said; "You're fucking shit, you're trying to kill me, and I'm happy, I ain't dead...where's 'Anboo' ?


 I expect Anboo to appear in this shit, basterd, I hear Kurt! He's singing the dead!!

Love Kurt, bring him to me, having fun, here,...I've fallen to dead, because this is your witch...Allah is witch...I LOVE HER WITCH, what is Higher Heaven?? Lazy women and wheat fields...Ami? Will you cuddle? Where am I, can you see my dream or is it in my mind, God can let you see this..." : Fat man, You are germans, they said;

"Mate, we'll burn...get out and drive it.."

I said "where is the holocaust??!! hahhaha!! you are driving the holocaust!! If someone who is not simple, could just open the door. because it will blow-up. why are you too here? I told you to dump the perve, this is his van...because of him I'm dead, remember to tell him go...I'll wake up, I stay here because I like... We are dead!! This is fucking shit, I'm in black!!! Are we gonna get out? Because I'm waking up...and you're a Kraut...dead kraut...I like this!! It's nuts! The fire's not burning me!! You're gonna blow up. fuck off, I'm waking up...

Do you remember you were friends? Now, you're Krauts, this is the end...Kurt! This is nuts, Mannie! I'm laughing!! Look, this is so funny, Bianca went red, she said burn if you think I like you...I'm back in a sweet Hell!! I love Hell! Look at this, the man driving can't see, he thinks red, this is the short life, I was red, Mannie I was dead, I like. you. dead cool, do you want to laugh too?? I have to leave you now, for good, good that you're leaving...crazy, crazy,...this man wants to die with me, he's jewish...if we stay in the fire, we're free!! I like this free!! Let them burn!! I am FREE! This is so fun, I can't stop laughing, none of them are real, Fuck dis shit!!!...I can ride forever, will someone cuddle me? you can't cuddle, I'll leave...I loove Her, I love God for giving me this, Mannie, its time for me to leave...haven't any of you dogs thought to get out of the fire?? WE ARE BURNING!! Because you're FAT CUNT!! Die. I thought I'd get jewish, jewish...shhhhhhhhiiittt, boring Heaven...",

I woke up, hysterical, why it was, the fire was getting very huge, and no-one in the van seem to want to be getting out and I couldn't stop laughing...so I put Kurt in the same/similar dream...

Dreams of Germany

I contest that I'm in God, and I also I believe that I am damned and the Devil shows me why:

DREAM:

Picture: a nice warm night, in a garden at the back of some flats, nearing a walkway, on a new housing estate, an african woman is sitting on the wall, we are in England, that's apparent, a jewish girl wearing dark blue overalls with her dark brown hair flowing down, is sitting on the grass, I'm a man, I'm wearing a chunky coat, it's important that I watch the Jewish girl, because, she is mine, Germany is in England, another african girl arrives, just as I explain we have to leave the area...

Switch to a kind of hospice I and the jewish girl have entered, after a little walk through a dark lit street, there are many soldiers and men around, no women...the hospice is full of benches, it may be a train station, it has a little reception behind a wall, and pillars on each side, my wife walks on ahead to find a seat...I am a soldier, I ask for a bandanna, of the german flag, red yellow and black, with a black swastika, because I want my jewish wife to wear it round her arm, I'm HIGH on Nazism, I talk with them for some 20 minutes, though I am awake, in my bed, and I am in LOVE with my memorabilia, in love with Nazism, I would also like a little brooch for my wife...

I walk to her, unfolding the bandanna which becomes a huge flag...we greet some men, who know I'm sure! that she is jewish, but they like us, and walk with me I think at this I notice an african girl, but an african girl in a ghost, talking to us,

We enter a tiny cupboard room, with some friends already there, I find my wife sitting on some boxes with our few possessions, and tell her to try to use the huge flag as an armband...she won't turn to me...THEN

A shaky German voice begins singing, as though on a very loud radio...IN my bedroom!!

And just before a black plane with a silver swastika on each wing, still the man singing, and such heightened fear and expectation, the plane turns, looks small enough to fit in the building, and lands in the room, then disappears...gunshotssound!! I see a man point a gun through the door, and shot a man in front of him! I hear gunshots everywhere...

My wife and I realise we are the only ones alive, and that it was mass suicide...becuaause

HITLER has arrived dressed in black, holding a black cane, walking over the rubble of the building, and the reason for the suicide is that this complete incarnation of the devil is something ssssssoooooo frightening to face, even for german men, we are still alive in the cupboard, we know we are dead, AND the man is still singing a woeful german dirge, and I am singing along as I turn out of my bed I can hear the song in my bedroom, and my wife is silent, sitting there with her back turned to me, looking at nothing...as I leave the dream...

And a few hours later I think of it, and think, was it? :

"An interactive movie?? Could anyone be that sick??"