Bloody Wine
27 May 06 - 01:03
Today I was dreaming I was sent to jail.I don't remember what I did but I remember I was suddenly in a 2x2 meters room, there weren't other girls, the lights weren't too bright but they all were white azure; my family came some times to visit me; we got to drink wine all the time with all the people there including the guards and sometimes we could smoke.
I wasn't feeling very bad. There were some moments when I said to myself 'aghh I'm tired of being in this same fucking room all the time!' but then everything was kind of alright.
I started wondering why we actually were able to drink wine and how! Liters and liters of wine for everybody. They just didn't care to give it away. There was a room in front of... our jails were all the wine was. We could just go and take as many bottles as we felt like taking and then drinking.
In fact, that is the only thing I remember consuming in my dream. Wine. I was the one who smoked the most there. Somehow I always had cigarettes and I was always allowed to smoke them.
So I started "investigating" what the fuck was going on there, why so much wine! So I talked to everybody... 'innocently asking' about everything, but I was only interested in their responses about this place. Nobody said too much but they helped me understand a little bit more about this whole thing.
One day when we wake up the guard of our sector wanted to have a conversation with us. It was to tell us that we could sell their wine and we could be free soon to do whatever the fuck we wanted, but we would have to sell their wine until they decide to not make wine anymore. We all accepted. I wasn't sure anyways but I wanted to know what was going on.
So one day I get in the room where all the wine was, where we could go and take as many bottles as we wanted, ...but the room had changed. I didn't know so I didn't know we couldn't enter in that room anymore. So I saw what they were doing. Apparently they were making wine out of people. Those people who didn't followed the rules, those people who they didn't like just because..
So I saw a big crushing machine, blood everywhere, pieces of humans and they looking at me, surprised and furious. I just standed there and they came to me to get me and put me in a truck into some kind of trunk that was weirdly in the front and the motor was in the back. they filled the space that was left in the trunk with
bottles of 'wine' and they left. With me in there. They explained me what they where doing and said if I repeated something of what they told me I was gonna come back home in a bottle of wine that my family was gonna drink. I didn't say anything.
For some time I was with them delivering their wine until one day I'm back at home, somehow.
Something was wrong with me so the five of us went to the hospital to see what it was. It happened to be that I had some kind of tumor, or something like that, in my brain so they would have to open my head. And my thought was "Hmm... I will finally get a mohwak" jaja.
So I was there with half my head shaved and my family surrounding me when suddenly the wine.guys brake off and take me with them. I said... "OKey...." but this time my family was with me. They came with us. We went down the freeway drinking 'wine' (gross) and listening to Heavy Metal soooo loud, making jokes and fighting with old men in old cars.
They stopped. Young grass all around us, in the sky cumulonimbus, a gray panorama.
We started running like hell! They started emptying the load of their semiautomatic handguns.
And I wake up to my cat licking my face, luckly. Ja!
It's weird that I remember everything about this dream. I usually don't even remember if I dreamed or not. The other day I forgot how old I was. Maybe I do have something fucking up my brain. Ja!
And I liked my dream so I felt like writing it here. And if you don't like it then fuck you!! :P
Misspells, probably a whole bunch. And so what?! Do you wanna fight pigfuck!?! :P Era muy mala la pelotudisima! Tan mala que era buena. (?)
Hoy es dia de limpieza maldita sea.
Ahi se ven.
Cheers!
~~~ I miss you gordis ~~~
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