Dream, May 4, 2008
I am in a church, but I do not feel comfortable. Something is wrong. The pews are filled with Frat boys, and the there is a projector displaying youtube videos that frat boys would watch.
They are all drinking American piss water beer out of 32oz mugs. Part of me wants to drink cheep beer and watch youtube videos of high school chicks acting stupid, but part of me is disgusted buy this unintelligent behavior.
I decide to walk away. I went out the back door and noticed that that church was situated on a lake. There was a boat dock that extended out into the water. I walked out onto the dock and noticed that there were several other people there. At the end of the dock, there were several super heroes: Superman, Spiderman, Wonderwoman, Longshot, and Wolverine.
Superman, said to me, “Carnage has merged with Superboy. He is beaming us up, one at a time, and killing us.” Just then, Wolverine disappeared with a pop and a gust of wind. Superman hung his head, “Wolverine just died.”
Wonderwoman was next, then Spiderman, then Longshot. Each one went to their death in the spaceship up above with a gust of wind. Superman explained, “The spaceships transporter beams up a few cubic feat of air with the body. Air rushes in to fill the vacuum, and that’s why you feel the wind.”
After Superman was beamed up to his death, I knew that I was next. I knew what was about to happen, so I jumped into the lake. I held me breath and tried to sink as deep into the lake as I could.
Shortly thereafter, I got beamed up onto Carnage/Superboy’s, bridge. It looked like a cross between the bridge of the Enterprise and the living room in my old Arlington apartment. Several gallons of lake water splashed down around me. Just as Carnage/Superboy was about to kill me, I held up my hand.
“Wait! Before you kill me, I just want you to know that the carpet on your bridge is never going to dry in time and it is going to get all mildewy and smelly.”
Just then, his arm morphed into a simple, stabbing tool. I thought about laughing, but I got stabbed through the heart and woke up simultaneously.
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Last week our Sunday school class talked about the significance of dreams. We were questioning whether or not God still speaks to us when we sleep.
So, I guess the question is, "if He does, what the hell is He trying to tell me now?"
hes trying tell you that carnage/superboy is going to kill you, and that jumping into the lake just won't save you. Think of something else
You are a cock goblin C4. That is all.
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