kittyroze
08-12-04, 09:57AM
I have a lot of bad dreams...but last night's really stuck with me...
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This one involved the smell of rotting flesh. It was horrible. Pardon the poor writing, I had to write this quickly so my boss wouldn't read over my shoulder...
Okay, so I can't remember it exactly as I dreamt it, but it started out with me on a farm back in the 1800's. It was out in the boonies...everything was very flat and brown. There were a decent number of trees. It almost looked like the world was seen through a sepia filter...
Anyway, somehow, two people were accidentally killed, I'm not sure how -- some sort of wagon incident I was involved with...I was so scared, I rushed home and hid the bodies in closets in my house. The woman living with me held it over my head. For years, their rotting corpses stayed in closets, and the woman wouldn't let me leave the house to visit with anyone - she threatened to tell them my secret. So, finally, I secretly met Muse, and one day he made the mistake of coming to my front door to meet me. So, the woman acted very sweet and kind and said, "Of course you may leave, silly girl," and handed me two packages. Both were wrapped in gold foil and very elaborate ribbons. They reeked like the rotting flesh of the bodies...the smell was actually in my dream. It was the most horrible odor.
She handed me the packages and told me that before I could spend time with Muse, I had to deliver these to the local priest...so I started walking and tripped...as I fell to the ground the packages broke open... pieces of bloody dress and rotted skin scattered on the ground. Muse looked at me, disturbed, I started to cry and as I did a huge gust of wind picked up the pieces and they began to swirl around us. The stench was suffocating.
Two local farmers, carrying rifles, ran towards us, yelling that they recognized the fabric of the rotted, bloody dresses, and began to chase Muse and I.
The rest of the dream was spent trying to rinse the smell from my clothes and trying desperately to run and hide from the angry men.
The only cool part of the dream was that in running and hiding, Muse and I could fly.
I've never had dreams where I could smell before.
Ugh...
Thoughts?
...
This one involved the smell of rotting flesh. It was horrible. Pardon the poor writing, I had to write this quickly so my boss wouldn't read over my shoulder...
Okay, so I can't remember it exactly as I dreamt it, but it started out with me on a farm back in the 1800's. It was out in the boonies...everything was very flat and brown. There were a decent number of trees. It almost looked like the world was seen through a sepia filter...
Anyway, somehow, two people were accidentally killed, I'm not sure how -- some sort of wagon incident I was involved with...I was so scared, I rushed home and hid the bodies in closets in my house. The woman living with me held it over my head. For years, their rotting corpses stayed in closets, and the woman wouldn't let me leave the house to visit with anyone - she threatened to tell them my secret. So, finally, I secretly met Muse, and one day he made the mistake of coming to my front door to meet me. So, the woman acted very sweet and kind and said, "Of course you may leave, silly girl," and handed me two packages. Both were wrapped in gold foil and very elaborate ribbons. They reeked like the rotting flesh of the bodies...the smell was actually in my dream. It was the most horrible odor.
She handed me the packages and told me that before I could spend time with Muse, I had to deliver these to the local priest...so I started walking and tripped...as I fell to the ground the packages broke open... pieces of bloody dress and rotted skin scattered on the ground. Muse looked at me, disturbed, I started to cry and as I did a huge gust of wind picked up the pieces and they began to swirl around us. The stench was suffocating.
Two local farmers, carrying rifles, ran towards us, yelling that they recognized the fabric of the rotted, bloody dresses, and began to chase Muse and I.
The rest of the dream was spent trying to rinse the smell from my clothes and trying desperately to run and hide from the angry men.
The only cool part of the dream was that in running and hiding, Muse and I could fly.
I've never had dreams where I could smell before.
Ugh...
Thoughts?