You were about to fall asleep after a long day of doing nothing until you see some figures in the dark. You start halucinating shapes and people..they look scary..one looks like a guy with his face melted staring with what were supposed to be eyes at you, another looks like a an eye with feather like wings and then a bunch of men and women alike..skinny..fat...tall...and short all with distorted faces, they try speaking to you but you cannot hear them. You fall asleep despite all of this...you were so tired from doing NOTHING. It was almost like they were an warning of what was about to come
You were walking ...or morelikely slowly flying in a store...like you are just a camera.. while aproaching a shelf with chips an monolog that sounds internal but it is not your voice starts...maybe the one using you as a camera is speaking. It says:"I feel alienated...I see the polarization and division of the nation... the slow steady death of it..shouldn't it affect me more?..."
The voice suddenly cuts and another one takes it place your persepective as a camera ends and rather becomes the perspective os someone watching an ad from an old tv..it all fells so liminal in a way. The voice speaks triumphally:"Do not ponder those questions my dearest.. vote for [REDACTED] and worry no more"
You wake up with a feeling of existential uncertainty the you go on about your day, for some reason its a diferent day..its more bussy..it has more unecessary drama..almost like it is a stupid movie or show written by a bad writter...at the end of the day you tell your childhood friend about the dream you had and speak about it..at the end of the conversation he says "try to be close to the mayor..he is a nice guy" for some reason it rubs you the wrong way...
YOU WAKE UP
Your body feels heavier...something is very wrong...you have no idea where you are..it all looks like an wooden small mansion from the inside...no paint.. ,the windows have no curtains and are covered from the outside with a steel + you are in a white bed with white sheets..you look around the room, there is a small wood table near you with a cup of water..you try to get up but something feels so diferent..you look down and realize you now have breasts for some reason it doesnt scare you..you have no reaction to it your clothes are thin with flower brodery on them.
You get up and take a sip of that water..it tastes like battery acid..you feel like puking .. you go outside to get some fresh air. There you are meet with an somewhat apocaliptic landscape...in front of you there are cows in a pan..crying for there is no food and they are hungry.....the land is completely flat and devoid of any grass or grennary..The land turns into mud..slowly eating your hungry cows..a mud that looks like fresh after in rains..you try to look into the distance for anything to help...you're meet with nothing. not even a tree a branch or a flower..the universe feels infinite and finite at the same time..before you can feel anything...out of your periferal vision you see the mud cathcing on fire but its a small blue fire...like those in the stove..the cows cry in pain and agony while slowly getting eaten by the earth..you feel terror while trying to stop the small flames.. a thought hits you...what about the hay bales..they will burn...all your labour beeing for nothing..you run troughht a passage in the center of the wooden mansion that conects from above the two structures of it but also give you a coridoor to go in the backyard...while running in the coridoor you see a lot of small wood for heating. Once you reach the backyard you see the biggest haystack your eyes have ever layed upon..but it looks rotten..and old..the whole place looks abandoned..you start trying to extinguish the small blue flames but for nothing...the land gets more unstable while desperately trying to stabilize..maybe the blue fires are to harden the mud...you manage to stop the flames from one small region...afterwards the universe decides you are a mistake and the earth doesnt eat you...you slip into nothingness. You are filled with existential terror.
YOU WAKE UP
You don't wake up in a bed right now..directly into the action and new memories start overwriting your old ones...you feel sick...your head hurts..You are now into a forest with your grandma in search of the oldest fountain in the village for a school project...you get back to your sense...but...something is wrong...you are not you...again..your body is not yours and your grandma has no face..she only the vibe of an old lady , before you can ponder any upcoming questions your "grandma" touches an cutten old tree...only the trunk left...she tells you with a hint of sadness that a woman has hanged herself here beaucuse something horrible has happend to her......you cant help but notice the flower brodery pattern on her shirt...your head hurts...you feel sick...you are filled with a punch of existential dread...conflicting mememories from past...."lives???" start flooding your brain then suddenly your grandma pulls a tray with a corpse in it...she tells you that the woman is your mother...she embraces the corpse...said corpse looks burned to a crisp the face so...messed up it looks melted...a lot of dry blood is everywhere on the corpse..your grandma moves her position then youre suddenly transported to your bedroom...you are tucked in bed under the sheets..only your head vissible. Your gradma comes into the room withe same tray but now the women that is your "mother" is cooked...even more burned to a crips..she looks and smeels like fried chicken in the stove...Sudenly your "grandma" starts showing you parts of her body..some piece of meet rips off and falls on you then your gradma slips the tray on your legs...your lower legs..."grandma" starts sobbing softly and says just as softly "it is hunted". You feel strangled....you open your mouth to scream but nothing comes out..then you wake up...you try to move to get your phone to look at the clock... as soon as you move you wake up again...and try to get your phone...and again...and again..and again...and again...and again..and again..and again...and again ...and again you are stuck in a loop ..as you start to lose hope and your head feels like exploding...you hear an alarm and wake up.
YOU WAKE UP
Something is wrong again....like if anything has ever been right...You are not you..again...you see everthing from the perspective of another...how he gets up...goes to the bathroom and there...there is a girl ...a faceless girl..rather the vibe of a girl with a body...then the unspeakable happens..."you" start touching her and she cries..."you" beat her..."you"...start to rape her... the body moves on its own..you can just look..you have no controll...inside you cry ..as "you" rape the girl...her faceless face distorts..and starts slowly to melt..then you regain controll of yourself now you are you but now she is raping you...instead of pleasure you feel agony..pain...her face melts..and your body becomes one...you are left naked and exposed to nothing..there is no bathroom anymore..nothing...only the stars and the universe starts feeling like a void...did you...rape yourself?....You are filled with existential guilt..
YOU WAKE UP
You are crying ...you're glad that its over...you are filled with joy just from the perspect that it is finnaly over....you open your laptop and message a friend that you heavent spoken with in a while thinking she probably wont respond but she did...you feel so happy
You tell her about the weird dreams you keep heaving...she listens and says nothing...you tell her about how you feel like you're going insane..that you are now crying..that you feel like you dont know what's real or not..what is dream and reality..you cannot make the destinction...that you feel like you are exactly on the line of sanity and insanity...that...that memories from another wolrds..or dreams or tf what keeps overflowing in your brain ..overwritting them..and you get terrible headaches from them and how you just want to end it all...you look at her pfp picture..it is a picture of her but...somethig is wrong..she has no face...you are filled with existential terror.She finnaly responds...she says:"I do not care you loser...get lost".
The big other has castrated you
YOU WAKE UP
Your head feels heavy...you are not in your bed....you are you...you just got off the buss and all you want to do is go home and get some sleep.....its night..it has been a long a day..the landscape is a rural one...a driveable road ..trees..wooden fences...small houses...that look weridly minimalistic for a village...you guess that the nation has already died and it is now devoid of any culture....the night sky has no clouds..and no stars..there is no moon...only the lighting towers made of cement give you some kind of light...you are to tired fo this shit to notice that everything is wrong...you just desire to go home
On the way home halfway throught a pack of dogs appear from the right side...they have broken a fence and they come from a wheat culture...they look so wrong..they charge towards you..one picks up a tree in its mouth like its nothing..then they all transform into humans throwing rocks at you...they did what you wanted to do..throw rocks at them...one hits your head with the tree..you fall back...theyre no half human half wolf..the body of a frail human and the head of a wolf..they are hungry..they devour you...you are...you...you?...who is you? you are almost desensitized to all of this..to the pain...to the suffering...you still suffer..it still hurts..but it feels diferent now..
YOU WAKE UP
You wake up in the middle of the night...is it finnaly over? you are not sure..you go to pee.. in the backyard there you see your grandma and go up to her...she..she...SHE HAS A FACE...you feel overjoyed...is it finnaly over? it has to be...it has to be..you feel like crying but hold it in..your gradma ask you if you want to join her to feed the chicken..you agree. You look at your sourondings..everything finnally feels right..the garden to your right..the the grape plantation to your left...the trees and the slighltly hilly enviromemt straight ahead..the cow's place...and finnaly the chicken's place ...you start feedind the chickens...you look at the night sky and you cannot find the moon...you get scared you ask your grandma where the moon is...your grandma starts telling you things that cannot be spoken and then you realize...why woild your grandma feed the chickens at 2 am?...before you can ponder the question a little more...your grandma losses her face..she melts...she has become a the signifier of a grandma..she points to the sky and tells you there is the moons helper..you see the start...then you look slightly to the left..you see the moon..its big...its bloody...everything dissapers..your grandma...the chickens , the trees...the earth...your body...it's just your signifier..your sould and the moon...in a void..no stars..no clouds just the moon...the red big moon...it's mesmerizing...completely captivating...there is nothing but the moon...it speaks to you nonverbally...then it dezintegrates slowly...into a half moon...then it morphs...somewhat melts..and dissapears...you are left feeling empty
YOU WAKE UP
Now you are on a tall unfinished bulding...memories flood your mind...you are a vietnamese soldier..the landscape from bellow its filled with vegetation...you have to assasinate a guy in a suit...you are a snipper...you do that...the americans now have your position...from a helicopter above they throw pieces of cut soldiers onto you...it all looks so gory...you get reminded of the handeg women...you are filled with existentail dread...you decide to shoot yourself..
YOU DO NOT WAKE UP
You can tell youre not sleeping anymore..you...you saw youself?you...you are in a hospital room...
All this time you have been in a coma...
A beautiful woman is next to you..she asks you how you feel and offers a hug..will you take it? She wears a black robe..and has a sycle.
YOU ACCEPTED IT
Once you aproach her face melts..and body..only a skeleton..she cuts your head with the sycle
YOU DID NOT ACCEPT
She before cuts your head off with the sycle as a beautiful women...she tells you that she is here to take you beacuse your mind has commited a great sin..and the dreams were a test for your will to live..and you have failed.
Hi. This was a long one...I hope you enjoyed..some of those...most of them are some of the dreams I had but remade to be more hyperbolic and connected and some other..are others dreams that I have incorporated.