wow, these two ladies just came to my door and kinda freaked me out. they were here before and talked to me about religon and such, they were going door to door.
today when they stopped by the one lady was talking about nativity scenes in the yards around the nieghborhood. she read what she thought was a related passage from her bible, and as she did i looked in her eyes and they were like cat eyes, you know...non round pupils. i kept looking and it didn't change. hmmm
they seemed like real nice ladies and i don't think nothin bad about them, but it was the first time i ever experienced that.
i wonder what it means...if anything
i just had one of those long epic dreams that seems to last for days. i was with a bunch of people that i knew from recovery. we were at the beach at this big house/motel.
i went out with a couple of the guys and we met this real pretty girl with a dog. she took a fancy to one of the guys i was with and they went thier own way.
when me and the guy i was with got back to the house we came in through the basement. we were looking for a way to get upstairs and this little puff of smoke moved past us...like a ghost. we followed it around the corner and saw more smoke. now it seemed more like fire smoke so we started looking for the source. the lady who was the cook showed up and was looking with us. i sniffed the air and the smoke didn't smell like any smoke i'd smelt before.
there was this big furnace down there and i looked up and there was something smoldering on top of it. i looked more closely and it was a hand and arm cooking. i blew the smoke aside and it was a whole person who had apparently climbed up there to get warm and fell asleep getting cooked rite to the furnace. he was kinda wiggling a little so i think he was alive but we couldn't get him off of there without a big spatula cuz to pull him off would leave a bunch of him stuck to the furnace.
i reached in my pocket for my phone to call 911 and it wasn't there. none of us had a phone so i tried to find a way upstairs to call...and to turn off the heat. i could not find my way out of that fucking basement. finally the lady from the kitchen unlocked this thing that didn't even look like a door but it went upstairs. i turned down the thermastat and told the people to call 911. one of the guys upstairs started making jokes about the guy cooking on the furnace and i started to get pissed at him, then i woke up.
usually i would go rite back to sleep and try to get back to the dream and see how it ends, but not this one. fuck that, i can almost taste that smoke.
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coolleyhou
20:30 Dec 23 2009
That sounds creepy...like an episode of The Dark Side, brother