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The Dreaming
Feb. 7th, 2003 08:27 amSo Lori played me a bit of the Propellerheads last night, and then I dreamed.
I dreamed that all their songs were 8 minutes long, except the second to last one, when they sang O Holy Night a cappella. It was beautiful, except, probably not them singing.
I dreamed that it was the end of the world, and a group of people had carved out underground bunkers to hide in, and I was going to join them, save that I needed to take care of a beautiful crystal-purple spider. It had jaws like a croc's - that would lock closed, but it wasn't poisonous.
One of the five clones I had of Hobbes ate it, and I took my eight or nine (the clones were multiplying) with me into the bunkers. The streets were flooding, running with water, and there was a rainbow overhead. There was dancing in the streets, and I never did get to the bunkers.
I dreamed that all their songs were 8 minutes long, except the second to last one, when they sang O Holy Night a cappella. It was beautiful, except, probably not them singing.
I dreamed that it was the end of the world, and a group of people had carved out underground bunkers to hide in, and I was going to join them, save that I needed to take care of a beautiful crystal-purple spider. It had jaws like a croc's - that would lock closed, but it wasn't poisonous.
One of the five clones I had of Hobbes ate it, and I took my eight or nine (the clones were multiplying) with me into the bunkers. The streets were flooding, running with water, and there was a rainbow overhead. There was dancing in the streets, and I never did get to the bunkers.
