My dreams, usually vivid and strange, have become even more so these past few weeks. Last night’s was no exemption.
In it, I was with a group of people, protecting something or someone. Like in a game we used to play when I was younger, all of us (the “protectors”) were facing outward, armks linked. The thing or person we were protecting was inside the circle.
Suddenly, the “enemies” were among us. They weren’t monsters, but normal looking people. They weren’t scary because of how they looked, but they projected an aura of powerful, sinister evil.
Then some of them talked to some of the others in the link, who, like sheep to the slaughter, followed them silently to wherever darkness they were going. I was left, with a few others, struggling almost hopelessly to keep the circle. Then a woman, in her mid thirtys, who dressed like a normal yuppie, approached me and look me in the eye, trying to frighten me into breaking the circle. Something in her look was really threatening, but she didn’t say anything except tell me that I too, just like the others, will soon weaken and follow them.
Yikes. Does this mean I’ll follow the dark path? Nyikes.
Maybe I should stop reading Umberto Eco before going to sleep.
Or maybe I should turn off my celfone an hour before going to bed. Last I heard, these radio waves were supposed to do crazy things to your brain while you’re sleeping.
Ah, technology and mystery. They’re like twin sides of the same thing, no?
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