Dream

Posted on June 20, 2003 in Dreams

Lynn and I are sleeping in an abandoned car on a roof top. I go downstairs. My brother is coming to hector me. When he comes around a corner in the hall, I point a flame thrower at him and just douse him with it. He stands there, never quite catching afire. I keep thinking “What a stupid thing.” I call to him “Today I am going to eliminate you.” It is then that he darts away, around a corner. I tell a friend of mine who is living in a car inside a shopping mall to watch for him because I know he will come back and try to kill me. I go back to the car and tell Lynn what I did. We gather our things and leave, in the company of two teenaged boys who have the courage to hold hands even though they know people will kill them for it.

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Afterthought: While I was at Barnes and Noble tonight, I looked at a book of dreams which reported that murdering my brother means that I am embarking on a dastardly enterprise. I’ve given a lot of thought to which of my nefarious activities it could refer to and finally decided that the fact that the bastard wouldn’t die must be a point in my favor. I’m a failure at being a bad guy it seems.