Dream: Death, the Phenomena

November 1, 2011 § Leave a comment

Basically, a serial killer stalked me and killed everyone around on site. Pretty epic. He was a rapist too. Raped anything as long as it was a hole. Doctor thought he could find a way to track him down through the perscribed viagra pills but then bam, raped and knifed. DEATH IS THE ONLY ESCAPE!

This is why I’m a fucking terrorist! So I know who’s making a bomb in my house! Thank God I learned how to cut people open.

Oh, but at first I was dreaming about the land before time except with the cast from Toradora and Reborn. There was some crazy sacred tree forest (think Avatar) and if the dead tree starts growing leaves, shit happens. So then we fucked over and killed all the budding leaves, and brought the dead tree to life. We thought that if we made the budding leaves grow back again, shit would be cool. So now everything was green but then becuase there was snow on the ground, all the plants around the dead tree died again. Derp. That’s whe the killing started. Everyone getting their own death scene Sailor Moon Season 1 style. Taiga (Sailor Mars of the group) and Ryuuji manage to escape into the dead tree jungle and they were trying to go to the core to kill it, but then they fall into the lake.

Then at the very end, we’ve got Yuki coming in trying to be heroic and telling Kino it will all end when she–herp derp I woke up.

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Dream: Harry Potter, the fail Pokemon Trainer

May 11, 2011 § Leave a comment

I had this dream on the weekend, so a bit late.

Harry Potter was having an identity crisis, and thought he was Ash Ketchum from Pallet Town. He wanted to evolve this generation V fish pokemon (this) into another generation V pokemon eel thing (this). But he’s a wizard, not a pokemon trainer, so he sucks and somehow it evolved into a metapod. Then there was a pokemon battle, and Harry wanted to use his metapod because he was delusioned to think it knew tackle. So metapod’s skin tore open and exploded and died.

Suddenly we were trampled and carried by crowd in black jerseys. Apparently, we were now at this stadium for a wizard’s volleyball game and Harry is no longer confused (and stops hurting himself?) We meet up with Ron at the bleechers, and we sit and watch all huddled in a black fleece blanket. The black team scored.

I woke up on a bench parked between two bookshelves, with the wall behind me. Apparently, I was at a funeral home because Ron’s grandmother had passed away. Ron decided he wanted to talk and tell us his family story while driving around town. Harry agreed to drive. Once driving, Ron began to point out all the neighbourhoods his family lived in. I commented on how tacky the houses were. They reminded me of my grandfather’s old house and my mother’s friend’s house, but vibrantly coloured.

We then met up with Hermione for lunch. It seemed like a cafeteria, but it could have been a diner. I don’t really recall much other than she did something really cool and then said “I’m a witch and a bitch deal with it.”

The four of us wanted to stalk someone. So we pulled out the invisibility cloak and threw it around us. But instead of seeing through it, everything became dark.

In the pitch dark, I could feel myself leaning against something. There was a slight huddled feeling to it, so I opened my eyes. I found myself in my apartment sitting on my couch with the black fleece blanket wrapped around me, my cat on my lap, and someone beside me. I turned my head to see who it was and then the lights turned off.

Then I woke up for real.

It was ok

April 16, 2009 § 1 Comment

Another emotastic poem for my impending dooms day! Yah! I’m not really that emo though x___X Although it isn’t really a poem, more like song lyrics. So I have included a bunch of songs that MIGHT fit well with the words.

If you have other songs to match, share please cause I’m trying to broaden my emo song library.

Waltz

papermoon

strength

月華- tsukihana

found me

Step behind this curtain,
And enter this crazy nightmare.
There’s no catch, just a warning
So please listen carefully.

This place use to be full of smiles,
And then the flowers began to peel away.
The shadows left,
And the dog never came home.
It went something like that.

Searching left and right,
It was just one big circle.
The world waltzed in this paradox.
And if you ever thought,
It was ok
Then maybe it is best to dissolve

This room had two umbrellas,
And then it became only one.
His hand was taken,
And nobody heard it sang in the rain.

This place had the smell of cake,
And then the milk began to mould.
The tray was cold,
And the love faded away,
It was left untouched.

With everything tearing apart,
And still fresh from the oven,
The salt stings the open wound.
And if you ever thought,
It was ok
Then maybe it is best to fade

No matter how many times,
Blood spills onto the floor,
It can be wiped sparkling clean.
And if you ever thought,
It was ok.
Then maybe it is best…

Those unspoken words never heard,
Because ignorance is bliss,
And everything was rejected back.
And if you ever thought,
It was ok
Then maybe it is best to disintegrate

(still editing)

Band Camp

October 15, 2008 § 3 Comments

Ah, I am being sent back to Bark Lake on a band trip because my parents want to spite me, the world curses me and hopes I drown in the lake. For now, I will think happy thoughts and post pictures of when I was at Bark Lake two summers ago.


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