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I had this dream...

Where I woke up
To a grand commotion
And uhm... I just jumped from the blankets
And whipped the door from it's lock
And ran blindly into the blackness of the hallway.

But there...on all sides
Lying next to each other
Were rows and rows of executioners...

Some were shirtless and throbbing with anticipation
Sweat delicately sneaking through their body hair
All were hooded
Some like seventeenth century guillotine henchmen
Others had crudely made hoods
Like scarecrows or ripped ski mask
With slobber from their clenching jaws
And some had burlap masks that looked like they were made of human skin.

Each one held a weapon.
Large mallets
Crudely fashioned axes
And large clubs
And pipes

But I wasn't compelled to retreat.No...

I was forced to move between them
Past their swinging weapons
The clubs....the bats
The slicing tools...the shovels
The large and small axes
Boards with nails, staples and razorblades embedded in them.
Taking the beating...falling down, getting up
Again and again and again and again
Driven to make it out....at any cost.

And next, I stumbled into a....
This strange marshy world
Where I was oddly drowning in squirrels and other large, starving rodents.
From above, out on the treetops
Several dolls fell from the branches
..and they were hanging
With nooses made of human hair
They started biting and sucking and trying to feed from me
Trying to enter my belly..and some pushed large needles into my veins and...
And as I looked back, some had nails through their hands, torsos and throats.

I was froze...
Dead eyes...
Carbonized...
As I kicked them away
I could see all around me
Piles and piles of dead sea life
Large fish...smelly crustaceans..

And their soulless empty bodies whispered
A secret language I couldn't decipher, but somehow understood..
And their cries were:
"Feed meeee.....feed meeee"

They wanted me to devour those around them
Chew them up into pieces..
and smear them inside my mouth.
And as I turned around
I could see the shape of a woman..
Perfect...perfectly erotic..
Squatting over a pile of these dead things..
And as I ran to her I said "what the #%$@ are you doing!?!"

...and she had no face...
And she turned to glass..
And suddenly cracked
..and then exploded into a thousand pieces at my feet.

And just as I took a quick breath
This world was shoved and desimated
But an intruding tidal wave
Of microorganism, exploding atoms.

And suddenly the moon rose
Frightened...aching...and alone..
And that's what I remember the most..

...the ache.