Yesterday at sunset I went outside with the dog. It was a beautiful sunset, I found myself fallowing the shadows on the ground when I came to mine: My winter hat and coat created the illusion that I had a smooth bald head and pointed ears with broad sholders but a thin wraith-like body. I shuddered(not from the cold) and went inside.
Ok, since 2000 I've had a love/hate relationship with Nosferatu type vampires. You know the image: Pale, bald, rat fangs, long nails. They fascinate yet terrify me.
It started in my High School Drama club. One night after rehearsal I was leaving the school around dusk and I felt a presence following me. I couldn't explain it, but I felt like I was really being stalked. Something else I can't explain is the fact that I immediately had the image of Nosferatu doing it. I RAN out of the school!! Every rehearsal after that, I was stalked by that presence. It always happened at Drama Club around twilight. Nosferatu became my sort of nemesis. It frightened me out of my wits but it became "my thing" with me and my friends. The image of my Death is Nosferatu. The "stalking" has continued on and off for nine years.
Last night I had a dream about Nosferatu: I was speaking to somebody and I said "In the 1979 movie, Isabelle Adjani sacrificed herself to destroy him but she loved him too. He was her Death and she was his. They were intertwined". A couple of days before I had a dream that I was standing in a snow storm looking at a black door and I knew "he" was behind it.
COMMENTS
*hides behind Mikey*
I'll protect you!!
COMMENTS
-