Wednesday, February 09, 2005
A Dream: 2/08/05
A troubling one. Without knowing exactly how I got there, I am standing in an abandoned building. The windows don't have any glass and the wind blows straight through the room, which is completely gray and brown. The floor is old linoleum, and many of the tiles are broken or missing. There's also several large sheets of dirty cardboard on the floor, like flattened boxes. I can see as well that the wiring has been removed from the building, pretty much just ripped out of the walls. I know I'm supposed to get out, although I don't remember anything particularly threatening about the room. Just a feeling that I should leave.
Outside, it's also very gray. The sky is overcast but still a little bright. I start walking through a field. The ground is deep, sticky mud, but I have to keep walking. As I do, my feet become heavier and heavier as more mud coats them.
I seem to have gone about a hundred yards through the mud when I realize that someone else is also walking. As I get closer, I recognize the person as someone I knew a couple of years ago. I feel glad to see this person, but I'm also a bit surprised. We both continue the walk and we're having a very serious conversation, but I can't remember now what it was about.
Finally, he asks if I want to see something really weird. I tell him I do. "Come on, then," he says, and leads me further along the field. We come to what looks like a raised sewer grate or something with metal bars across the small opening in front.
"Look in there," he tells me. I have to get down on my hands and knees to see inside. My hands sink deeply into the mud, and I have to put my face very close to the ground right up against the bars to look. Suddenly, I can see that there's a dead body inside. I'm literally face to face with it since I crawled down so close. The body is sort of half floating in the mud and water.
I jump back and kind of crabwalk backwards in the mud to get away from it.
"Weird, isn't it?" my friend asks.
I find myself really shocked. What troubles me most is that I realize my friend knew the body was there all along and doesn't seem surprised. I'm filled with a feeling that he's either very callous or that he had something to do with the body being there in the first place.
Outside, it's also very gray. The sky is overcast but still a little bright. I start walking through a field. The ground is deep, sticky mud, but I have to keep walking. As I do, my feet become heavier and heavier as more mud coats them.
I seem to have gone about a hundred yards through the mud when I realize that someone else is also walking. As I get closer, I recognize the person as someone I knew a couple of years ago. I feel glad to see this person, but I'm also a bit surprised. We both continue the walk and we're having a very serious conversation, but I can't remember now what it was about.
Finally, he asks if I want to see something really weird. I tell him I do. "Come on, then," he says, and leads me further along the field. We come to what looks like a raised sewer grate or something with metal bars across the small opening in front.
"Look in there," he tells me. I have to get down on my hands and knees to see inside. My hands sink deeply into the mud, and I have to put my face very close to the ground right up against the bars to look. Suddenly, I can see that there's a dead body inside. I'm literally face to face with it since I crawled down so close. The body is sort of half floating in the mud and water.
I jump back and kind of crabwalk backwards in the mud to get away from it.
"Weird, isn't it?" my friend asks.
I find myself really shocked. What troubles me most is that I realize my friend knew the body was there all along and doesn't seem surprised. I'm filled with a feeling that he's either very callous or that he had something to do with the body being there in the first place.
# posted by Chuck Groth @ 3:50 PM 
