Dreaming with Jarffff
A recurring dream scenario of mine is that our neighbor's home is a long part of a train, pretty women mostly can be seen in embraces with each other, in my dream i'm interested and keep trying to get a better view of what goes on in there. That's the usual but last night i went in it, and this time it connected with the rest of the train, and was going somewhere. A cult was its inhabitants, and i was on a trial period, i had a piece of wood and was about to chop it for when we were gonna burn down a building, but the guy next to me said i better not for only blood brothers and sisters could do that by order of the leader. I eventually foud a cd that had a phrase on the cover something like i'm a war god, and the leader said i must hold that at all times and boldy say what it said when in battle.
This cult had a nice pitch we were doing all these illegal things for the good of humanity, but when we were doing our things we weren't doing good things.
So i rebelled against this rebellious cult and was put in a waiting room where i lost the cd thing, and that was bad, so i think i jumped off the train, and found a home where some nuns lived, and i called home from there. Dream ended there, but it was neat i hope it can continue in a few minutes as i dream again, maybe the cult is gonna hunt me down and in the afterlife i'll be Bigfoot, and in my cave will be an orchestra of former National Geographic people playing music while we Bigfoots dance up an appetite and our dinner would be empty jars of pickles and candy wrappers.
This cult had a nice pitch we were doing all these illegal things for the good of humanity, but when we were doing our things we weren't doing good things.
So i rebelled against this rebellious cult and was put in a waiting room where i lost the cd thing, and that was bad, so i think i jumped off the train, and found a home where some nuns lived, and i called home from there. Dream ended there, but it was neat i hope it can continue in a few minutes as i dream again, maybe the cult is gonna hunt me down and in the afterlife i'll be Bigfoot, and in my cave will be an orchestra of former National Geographic people playing music while we Bigfoots dance up an appetite and our dinner would be empty jars of pickles and candy wrappers.