I had the strangest dream ever today.
I was in some kind of railroad car and I was smoking a bowl with a bunch of people and there was music playing. I don't remember anyone that I was with, except for Cammie, who I was sittinging next to. All of a sudden, my mom busts in through the door and she starts screaming. "Oh, Lord! Listen to this blasphemis music! These devil children are ruining in ears of my daughter!" She throws something that's on fire and the walls of the rail road car start to catch. She grabs me and pulls me out of the car. Once we're outside, she's dragging me up a grassy slope to a huge house that looks like it's from the 1800's. She has a little bottle in her hand and she's squirting me with water while she's saying, "my devil child! I will save you from those sinners! You shall not go down to hell and spend eternity with those devil worshipers!" I stop and look at her like she's insane. I wipe some of the water off my face and rub it between my fingers. I ask her, "are you squirting me with holy water?" and she shakes her head yes and continues to squirt me with it while screaming, "save her! Save her! She can still be saved!" I get pissed off and start yelling at her. "God is dead! Religion is fake! God is dead! You're nothing but a sheep!" She stops and gives me a horrified look. "What? What are you saying? Are you denying God? Devil child!" And then she starts to squirt me with another bottle of water, only this time, the water has a tinge of yellow to it and it smells like sulfer. I start screaming at her again. "God is dead! God is dead! GOD IS DEAD! RELIGION IS A LIE! STOP FOLLOWING SOMETHING THAT WON'T SAVE YOU!" It's at this time that I turn around to see the entire railroad car bursting with flames and I can still hear the voices of my friends. They aren't screaming though, they're laughing. And they're singing about the fire and how it's keeping them warm. My mother starts watching too and then she runs into the house behind me, screaming about the devil incarnate and needing an exorcist.
That has to be the most freaky dream I've ever had. Please keep in mind, my friends and I aren't devil children, even though most of them don't believe in God (including me). And my mother rarely goes to church and is far from being some kind of savior herself. I just thought I'd share that, because that's a freaky dream.
I can't wait for Nate to call me back later. I told him to remind me to tell him about the dream I had. He's going to love it.
I was in some kind of railroad car and I was smoking a bowl with a bunch of people and there was music playing. I don't remember anyone that I was with, except for Cammie, who I was sittinging next to. All of a sudden, my mom busts in through the door and she starts screaming. "Oh, Lord! Listen to this blasphemis music! These devil children are ruining in ears of my daughter!" She throws something that's on fire and the walls of the rail road car start to catch. She grabs me and pulls me out of the car. Once we're outside, she's dragging me up a grassy slope to a huge house that looks like it's from the 1800's. She has a little bottle in her hand and she's squirting me with water while she's saying, "my devil child! I will save you from those sinners! You shall not go down to hell and spend eternity with those devil worshipers!" I stop and look at her like she's insane. I wipe some of the water off my face and rub it between my fingers. I ask her, "are you squirting me with holy water?" and she shakes her head yes and continues to squirt me with it while screaming, "save her! Save her! She can still be saved!" I get pissed off and start yelling at her. "God is dead! Religion is fake! God is dead! You're nothing but a sheep!" She stops and gives me a horrified look. "What? What are you saying? Are you denying God? Devil child!" And then she starts to squirt me with another bottle of water, only this time, the water has a tinge of yellow to it and it smells like sulfer. I start screaming at her again. "God is dead! God is dead! GOD IS DEAD! RELIGION IS A LIE! STOP FOLLOWING SOMETHING THAT WON'T SAVE YOU!" It's at this time that I turn around to see the entire railroad car bursting with flames and I can still hear the voices of my friends. They aren't screaming though, they're laughing. And they're singing about the fire and how it's keeping them warm. My mother starts watching too and then she runs into the house behind me, screaming about the devil incarnate and needing an exorcist.
That has to be the most freaky dream I've ever had. Please keep in mind, my friends and I aren't devil children, even though most of them don't believe in God (including me). And my mother rarely goes to church and is far from being some kind of savior herself. I just thought I'd share that, because that's a freaky dream.
I can't wait for Nate to call me back later. I told him to remind me to tell him about the dream I had. He's going to love it.