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age: 34 (Sep 05, 1977)

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occupation: I do production work for a catholic church's tv show. No, really.

stats: 5'10. Blue eyes. Red hair. So sexy you'll piddle yourself.

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MARCH 22, 2009 @ 05:44 AM | NO COMMENTS


This morning I had a dream about cows, of the quasi-demonic variety.

I was in a barnyard. Not the pristine and shiny barnyards you see on television, but a more realistic one, the ground covered in wet mud and the walls of the barn rotted away, with the ash-colored planks that were left intact covered in fungal growths and fecal matter of farm animals. Yeah, this place real, and nasty.

I glided along the ground, not quite walking by making smooth movements into the barn through a door (or hole) in the wall. I saw different maze-like paths sectioned off inside, and the familar groaning noises that hungry bovines make. I looked over the fence-seperator to see a head poking up. the head looked like a square with rounded edges, and had one circular shiny eye with no pupils on one side of the face, with the other side of the face warped or melted. The cows head also had a thin line under the eyes for a mouth, chewing away as it stared at me.

“That’s a cow of the earth,” a farm hand next to me said. The farm hand was dressed in faded/rotted overalls, and had a head similar to the cow, except thinner to fit his human torso. “We have cows of the four elements here. There are fire cows and air cows near the back.”

I began to move away, floating back out the door I came in, when the farm hand stopped me. “You have to let them out. You have to let them out,” he repeated to me. I cautiously walked over to where the gate was and unlatched it, letting the earth cow free. The rest of the beast looked much more like a normal cow, providing an unsettling contrast to it’s squarish head. The single shiny eye glowed faintly, and the beast walked towards me, chewing and staring. I became frightened and jumped up on top of one of the the fences. The fencetop looked like a pixelated road fo some sort (later when I woke up I noticed the floating movements I made and a lot of the imagery in the dream looked like a first person shooter video game, everything is weird...
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