I awoke to an interesting dream today. I can't remember everything about it, but it was still interesting to reflect on the contents to which I could.
I was in a large building with many stores and booths, so I believe it was some kind of mall. Everyone around me was shopping and people were going about their personal buiness. My mother was with me, which is a little strange since she rarely appears in my dreams, I believe the last time I can remember her presence in a dream of mine was about three years ago. It was in a dream where my sister had died in a a strange boating accident where another vessel had collided with my sister's and drove a brass mantlehead through her head.
Anyway, like I was saying, my mother was at the mall-esque building speaking with me about a trip to some destination of sorts. In mid-sentence a man runs by carrying a blue money pouch which white seams followed by a small group of security members. I believe it was four to be exact, one of which was female. As the man is approaching the opposite end of the cooridor from myself and my mother a security person's radio blars out to announce that the suspect is armed. Immediately following this anouncement the suspect swings his arm around which reveals a handgun and fires a single shot at the female security person. I found it interesting not only the violence of my dream, but the grisley detail that went into the gunshot and its results upon the female. I distinctly remember seeing large chunks of flesh tear apart from the woman's breast and chest cavity along with large shreds of blue cloth being blown into the air. Unfirtunately I came into a light daze and slipped in and out of sleep at thw whole commotion so I am uncertain of how the rest of the dream would have went. I hate it when I wake up in the progress of a dream. Even if it's a nightmare I like to experience the whole thing.
I was in a large building with many stores and booths, so I believe it was some kind of mall. Everyone around me was shopping and people were going about their personal buiness. My mother was with me, which is a little strange since she rarely appears in my dreams, I believe the last time I can remember her presence in a dream of mine was about three years ago. It was in a dream where my sister had died in a a strange boating accident where another vessel had collided with my sister's and drove a brass mantlehead through her head.
Anyway, like I was saying, my mother was at the mall-esque building speaking with me about a trip to some destination of sorts. In mid-sentence a man runs by carrying a blue money pouch which white seams followed by a small group of security members. I believe it was four to be exact, one of which was female. As the man is approaching the opposite end of the cooridor from myself and my mother a security person's radio blars out to announce that the suspect is armed. Immediately following this anouncement the suspect swings his arm around which reveals a handgun and fires a single shot at the female security person. I found it interesting not only the violence of my dream, but the grisley detail that went into the gunshot and its results upon the female. I distinctly remember seeing large chunks of flesh tear apart from the woman's breast and chest cavity along with large shreds of blue cloth being blown into the air. Unfirtunately I came into a light daze and slipped in and out of sleep at thw whole commotion so I am uncertain of how the rest of the dream would have went. I hate it when I wake up in the progress of a dream. Even if it's a nightmare I like to experience the whole thing.
fatality:
I try to remember my dream every night. It usually works, too
susannahjoy:
i have two cats, two turtles, a newt, a gecko, and a guppy.