Dream Journal
I was running away from a town with three other people. We were on the dirt road that led to the town, and we came upon a large robot - probably 100 feet tall - guarding the road. As we tried to pass the robot was on fire. It almost got us, but we were able to barely run around it using the shoulder.
A few miles out of town, the road forked into two trails through the forest. The forest was a lovely, deep green. We chose the smaller of the two trails that led off to our left. There were people following us in the distance, so we made haste.
The trail we followed was very uneven. It twisted and turned around trees, rocks, over small hills, and under logs further into the forest. The path itself was quite narrow but worn down to bare dirt.
After a lot of hurrying, this long and winding trail abruptly stopped at a run down dirty shack. It was nearly black on the outside and in from the dirt, and was empty but for one tiny dirty bed. We couldn’t go any further, but we couldn’t stop here. We knew that we had to go back.
I was with a group of people swimming in the ocean. We came to an island where we got out of the water and stood in a queue on the sandy shore. At the front of the line was a guillotine, and one by one the members of the group were beheaded; I stood off to the right and watched.
Bodies and heads laid separated on the other side of the guillotine for a short period of time. Then the headless bodies stood up and the deep red blood gushing from the necks began congealing in such a way that the heads were drawn back to the bodies. The two pieces were reconnected and the individuals were fine.
A church had a huge function one afternoon that I had attended. The members decided to extend the party into the evening, but no one remembered that Damon had scheduled his recital for that night. I was the only one who remembered, and I worried about it.
When Damon arrived at the church, he pushed the party into the back room and held his recital anyway. Everyone was upset at him for doing this. I had agreed to sit in the nursery and baby-sit for his recital. The nursery had to be emptied of children from the church thing so that I could look after the kids from the recital.
The nursery was huge: it had two levels, a huge computer nook for the kids, and was painted like a giant tree. It was awesome. I hopped into the shower to quickly wash and a little girl kept coming in with questions. I poked my shower-capped head out of the curtain each time to answer her.
Damon had an orb thing that kind of glowed. He and I took it out at evening to a small hill and were going to toss it into the sky. We were holding the orb, facing each other and looking up at the sky. I asked Damon if it really was going to bring radiation to everyone on the earth if we toss it into the sky. He said it would, but radiation was going to come soon even if we didn’t.
Themes: End of the World