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| i want to make the heaviest metal in all of denton. burn it down and walk away. | | |
| the highlights, before i forget.
It was another tooth loss dream. In the past, tooth dreams for me have been short and horrifying snippets where my teeth just crumble out of my mouth when I squeeze my jaw shut.
This dream was different. It was interesting because there was such a stream of lucidity throughout the dream. I didn't realize I was dreaming but I was very aware of my surroundings. I think I was in a house kind of like my house now. It wasn't the same and didn't look quite the same but it felt like the same house.
Something in my mouth was bothering me, I looked in the mirror at my mouth and gums and they looked hideous! My gums were black and green, swollen, and my teeth were rotting away. I felt at my teeth and they started popping loose!
It didn't hurt, but when the first tooth popped out I was absolutely terrified. In the dream I started screaming and panicking. Another one went, and then another, three in all, but in my frightened state it seemed like they were all falling out.
In my dream, I counted my teeth with my tongue (which was interesting for a dream!) and found the front six teeth on top to be intact, then one missing on the left and two on the right -- chewing teeth.
There were other people in the dream -- Brett might have been there, im not sure. There was a very very old woman there, she seemed like a mother, and we talked.
I said "look at what's happening to me! help!"
She looked at my mouth and said "you are losing teeth! if you want to keep the rest you have to let me clean them."
My mouth was bleeding and raw, I knew that a cleaning would be extremely painful and so I panicked and ran away, with a handful of teeth and my mouth dripping black blood. Also in my hand, along with the teeth, were two small quartz crystals. I felt like this was somehow significant but I have no idea why. I personally associate quartz crystals with purity, so from that standpoint it makes some sense.
I thought it over and decided to come back, when I arrived at the house again there were about 8 people there including the woman. I was comfortable with them all and although I don't know them in this life I felt a connection with them and i trusted them. They were all smiling and all attractive, only I noticed they had pointed elf-ears. I wasn't supposed to be able to see their ears, i know, because I caught a glance at one of them motioning to another to hide her ears so I wouldn't know that they were different. It's interesting to me that they were so vivid in appearance, I can remember some of their faces, I don't know any of them in real life.
I sent a text message to my work in the dream, telling my boss that I was at an emergency doctors appointment. I woke up before I found the old woman again, but I did see my teeth in the mirror before I woke up and they looked normal again. None of the other teeth seemed to want to fall out, and in one of the holes I remember feeling the edge of a new tooth shooting through the gum. So, it's like, hope for the future, that maybe it's not too late to re-grow my dream teeth.
That's pretty much it, hopefully this will help me hold onto the memory for in case it's important. | | |
| so it was exhilarating. okay so im a good speller but im too lazy to care if that word is spelled correctly.
I was sitting at a stoplight. It was three days ago. I knew I was vulnerable but I just had to test it. Two cop cars, one a canine, one a regular cop. Obviously to me, hopped up on addrenalline. Or however you spell it. I don't give a shit.
I felt the K9 looking at me. The car gives it away: I'm not rich, My car is a piece of shit. Look at my stickers, they are out of date.
I knew what was about to happen. I was the first car in line, going one way. He was the first car in line, going the other way. The light turned green and I saw him burst forward. I'm caught, obviously. My only chance is to run. I'm late for work already!
In my mind I'm already playing out the scenario: Licence and registration? Sir, could you please step out of the car? Obviously, to me, the inspection sticker is out of date. But no, I know what he is thinking. Adddrennaline * rush. Let's bust another one. Possession? Okay, lets get this bastard. I know he is probably riding dirty.
Okay, Mr. Officer, your intuition is right. You're not busting me for weed, but if you look hard enough, lol, you could bust me with a parapehenelia ** ticket. Fuck the spelling. Fuck you. My adrenal gland is pumping fear into my veins. But you're not gonna get me today.
I watched him burst forward. I watched him in my rear view. Lights. Those lights are for me. My lights. Red and Blue. We own you, he must think to himself.
Fuck him. I pulled into the nearest side street. Lights, he turns left. He will look for me. He won't find me. I turn right, planning on winding through the little side streets that are downtown.
Maybe his lights are a warning. Maybe I outran him. Maybe if he would have thought more quickly he could have caught me.
I wind through countless sidestreets. Beautiful houses, in the center of town. Many of them are antiques. He will never find me, maybe he knows it, maybe he understands what I'm doing and he's let me go. Maybe he understands what I'm doing and is looking for a way to cut me off and bust me.
I don't know, I'm just trying to get along with my life and love the people I love, and eat, and all of those things that humans do.
It was so scary, and exciting, I knew what was going to happen, and I evaded capture. It felt right. Fuck him. I don't have time for this shit.
They take you to jail for weed in this town, fuck him.
I won this round. | | |
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