http://mossyskull.com/dreams/the-half-bereft/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=the-half-bereft Ramblings of Michael J. DeLuca Tue, 10 Apr 2012 02:45:00 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1.3 http://mossyskull.com/dreams/the-half-bereft/comment-page-1/#comment-42 mjd Thu, 02 Feb 2006 14:37:51 +0000 http://mjd.joskinandlob.com/wordpress/?p=82#comment-42 Actually I also had an apocalyptic nightmare when I was very young, which made me run into mom and dad's room babbling incoherently. I lived on a little boat in the middle of the ocean, and I was the only one left in the world. But I had a nintendo in the hold, and as Dad said, "Well, that isn't so bad then, is it?" Actually I also had an apocalyptic nightmare when I was very young, which made me run into mom and dad’s room babbling incoherently. I lived on a little boat in the middle of the ocean, and I was the only one left in the world. But I had a nintendo in the hold, and as Dad said, “Well, that isn’t so bad then, is it?”

]]> http://mossyskull.com/dreams/the-half-bereft/comment-page-1/#comment-41 Noob of the Nubian variety Thu, 02 Feb 2006 14:20:05 +0000 http://mjd.joskinandlob.com/wordpress/?p=82#comment-41 I had an apocalyptic dream about halves once! it was kind of the inverse of that. In my dream the world was owned entirely by this one guy, who didn't really play a prominent role, he was just sort of a concept in the background. maybe he was supposed to be god. but so then he decided for some reason to fold the world in half, like you would a piece of paper, so that everyone was now squished into half the space. So everyone was running around chaotically because suddenly all these people from far away were living in their houses and walking around their town. I came home from school, where the playground was run-a-muk with people freaking out, to find our Elizabeth McNiece in our living room. At this point in real life (around kindergarten) she was my best friend but I had never really been to her house or seen where she came from, which was sort of like being across the (flat) world for all i knew. She had just sort of been dropped in from the sky in the folding process. and then it kept getting folded more and more until, and this part that freaked me out the most, it was completely dark and all that was left that i could see or hear was the wrapper of a juice-box straw, folding in half. Can you hear it? so it was like all of the world had been condensed into this straw wrapper, which is practically nothing in mass or substance. and as it was folding on itself I would wake up. And then i would run to Mom's room and ask her if the world was "half owned" whatever that means. Presumably half owned by this god person. I remember not being able to find the words to describe what I wanted to say, but i was completely terrified. what do you think of that? I had an apocalyptic dream about halves once! it was kind of the inverse of that. In my dream the world was owned entirely by this one guy, who didn’t really play a prominent role, he was just sort of a concept in the background. maybe he was supposed to be god. but so then he decided for some reason to fold the world in half, like you would a piece of paper, so that everyone was now squished into half the space. So everyone was running around chaotically because suddenly all these people from far away were living in their houses and walking around their town. I came home from school, where the playground was run-a-muk with people freaking out, to find our Elizabeth McNiece in our living room. At this point in real life (around kindergarten) she was my best friend but I had never really been to her house or seen where she came from, which was sort of like being across the (flat) world for all i knew. She had just sort of been dropped in from the sky in the folding process. and then it kept getting folded more and more until, and this part that freaked me out the most, it was completely dark and all that was left that i could see or hear was the wrapper of a juice-box straw, folding in half. Can you hear it? so it was like all of the world had been condensed into this straw wrapper, which is practically nothing in mass or substance. and as it was folding on itself I would wake up. And then i would run to Mom’s room and ask her if the world was “half owned” whatever that means. Presumably half owned by this god person. I remember not being able to find the words to describe what I wanted to say, but i was completely terrified. what do you think of that?

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