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And If I Die, Then I'll Put a Sound System in My Hearse...

For the past couple of nights I have had really weird and disturbing dreams. I usually dream, so the fact that I remember my dreams is not a new thing for me. I also usually have nightmares but these dreams that I have had are not those. They are something esle- something almost like watching a movie and yet I am not upset. Interesting because I almost always feel my dreams and I usually have an emotion attached. But last night and the night before, I felt nothing. Just sadness when I woke up.

The dream I had last night had lots of color in it. I dreamt that I was being held captive by some almost albino type of people and they were going to cut me up (yeah, I have no idea where all of these ideas came from). So I was on a long table and they slashed my arm with an incredibly old knife and different colors of paint splashed out. Then when they cut my heart out, music played and more paint spurted out . But then they took out my heart and placed it in a pan and it stopped playing music and I died. But I could still see myself from above and it looked like I was blue (from the paint) and purple, fuschia and turquiose were dripping from my veins and eventually I disintegrated. And that was it. Really weird, I know. I am so tired of dying in my dreams and why did those people cut me up and why were they albino? I can still see that weird image of what should be blood dripping on the floor was actually paint. Weird. I really should get a book on dream interpretation- cause that mess was just too bizarre...