These dreams i have are getting more end more absurd ?
I ended up at a schoolyard during brake time . The kind of school most kids are send to the first 12 years of there lives . And this was in no way a nightmare of a sort of dream , or at least it did not start as one . also the ending got a bit violence .
We where playing hockey , and mister ball was a friendly worn out football . All the kids had normal regular hockey sticks and where even allowed to use there foots if they did not have one . My team had sledgehammers for disadvantage and had to be very careful under strict and well set rules . For the empire was a polar bear who moved down south for some warmer climate . I guess he was fed up waiting for global warming
My team where a couple of wild hogs and a beast that may be better known as Ctula . We had no goals , the game was all about ball posesion and fun .
And fun it was laughing and happy children all over the yard . My team was at the upper hand . Not because we where that good or trying that hard . Nope , because the kids where laughing and by that could not play game real serious .
Yep laughing there heads of for all the funny moves i and my team had to make . Well i would say , you all try handling a sledgehammer with great care among kids in a yard . I am not a strong build heavy person that swings a sledgehammer with eases of a lumberjack . Tip towing and stumbling about while doing my best not to hit mister football to hard . And did you ever see a friendly wild hogs handle a sledgehammer ? just saying . And Ctula kept insisting he was our goally , even if we did not have and goal to defend .
So all by all we all had a fun and great time .
Until it all turned dark and grim . The headmaster came out and started yelling and screaming his claw hammer head of that this had to stop . In a moment of chock he grabbed mister ball . and then thing got real ugly .
The headmaster toke out his little knife he always used to skin apples he got from kids that brought him one . And started stabing friendy mister ball to death .....
NOOOOOO !!!! mister Wilson , not my good friend mister Wilson , why why why , i screamed at the head master .. In a rage i grabbed clawhammer by it's trout and ripped his head straight of and started beating it with his stiff wooden neck .
At his point i woke up from hard winds that shook my tent like the sails of a sailboat . and some rain made loud noise on my not at al waterproof tent . Leaving me with a clear view of a battered and beat up clawhammer in my mind .
The rain stopped before any water could leak true , but winds kept harassing my tent . So i was awake and took time to write this made up story . Or was it a dream ? I can't tell no more or even care . After writing i have no clue if it was or not .
Maybe i should stop reading the crazy posts of @meesterboom ? To keep me from dreaming this weird made up fantasy's . Let me end this with some fitting song .
Peace to all
Haha, fuck mate! Most people I have been speaking to are either having mental dreams or sleepless nights, and I bet its the 5G effects. DOG DOG DOG! Teach it to carry water bottles 😂
It was obviously a forewarning of things to come. Time-travel? Murder most horrid?
I love that pic, btw!
It is a true fact that i will give my live for the freedom of the children of this world ... mine yours ,all of them .
If i fight the fight in my lifetime , they don't have to and can live free .
Thanks for the reply and weird way of inspiring me :-)
Hehe, no worries. I liked it, mad as it was!!
Freedom!!
I like fun dreams - even if they turn a bit dark...It's all an adventure, matey.
I thinking of getting a dog , before i befriend myself with an empty water bottle or something .. ;-)
It is scientific fact that dogs are good.
It's also a scientific fact that water bottles carry water quite well.
A dog is good , yes , but can i give sush inocent creature all it needs ?
And beyond any doubt , water bottles are a live saviour . without them my garden would be a dead desert by now .