Saturday, January 15, 2011

The End of the World

Last night I had two of the strangest and most eerie dreams about the world coming to an end. I've had such dreams before but not for a long time. All I remember about last nights dreams was that in both of them reality was coming undone and there weren't many people around anymore. The Earth beneath my feet was becoming slushy like Jell-O, and everything was falling apart. It would only last a couple of days longer. It was as though things were losing their substance.

I wonder if this has anything in common with my... visions isn't the right word, but it will have to do for now. Almost every night as I'm getting into bed, I immediately have this quick flash of dead, dried out flesh and other tissues before my mental eyes. It only lasts a split second. The tissues are always a little different, but always nasty, ugly looking things like a mummy's flesh. I wonder what the heck it means, if anything.

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