Wednesday, October 6th, 2010


This was a very weird dream; most definitely influenced by the movie Splice (2010) that we watched that night.

Somehow, me & Carolyn came into possession of a small dixie cup full of water THAT WAS POSSESSED. It was really weird. We slept in this hotel-like room, on a mattress on the floor. The cup was next to us. It started doing spooky ghost-type stuff, totally freaking us out. Like, sparking ghost dust in the air. Weird, trippy, scary shit.

But, over time, we realized that we loved this ghost-cup. We grew to love it, and address it. I think at one point, I put the cup in bed next to us. No clue how the water never spilled.

Eventually, after days, weeks, or months, we woke up to find out that the ghost had left. We were really sad, and yelled out to it that we loved it. Poor cup of water is all on its own now!

''Dreams... They're the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.'' --Xavier:Renegade Angel

“Dreams… They’re the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.”
Xavier:Renegade Angel
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