remy

I dreamed it was doomsday last night. It was a very weird dream. I for some reason had visions of the future, but they weren't consistent. It was like I wasn't seeing the one future that was, I was seeing all the possible futures, based on the actions of people when the big doomsday event hit. Toward the end of the dream, the forces of Darkness that wanted to devour the world had really opened a can of whoopass on the forces of Light that wanted to turn the world into an Edenic paradise. I was on a boat in an old wooden hulled keeler style pirate ship type of vessel and we were getting hammered by the cannon fire of a huge destroyer vessel and people were flying overboard, salt spray kept slamming onto the deck and blistering the already demoralized troops and I suddenly only had one vision of the future, complete and total annihilation. That's when I woke up with the chills. I kinda wonder if my brain is taking my impending moving out and comparing that to the metaphor of doomsday and giving my subconscious the green light to play that fucker out while I sleep. Stupid traitorous dark recesses of the mind.

Happy Easter everyone.

Remy