Saturday, October 12

dream

i am in a large hall, parquet wooden floor, high walls that extend several stories high. a little baby, completely white, as though covered in flour, appears and looks at me with a grimace and a stance, to attack me.

i don't know what to make of this apparition but fear of the unknown, of what this baby might do to me, comes upon me. i want to run away (what a coward i am in my dream...) but am frozen.

the baby runs toward me with a savage look, but something pops in front of me. it is caspar, the friendly ghost. (wha?!!! i don't even watch the show, where the heck did he come from?!). he is translucent, also pale, as ghosts are wont to be. with a big happy grin, he floats over to the attacking baby.

the baby flies toward caspar, and bowls into caspar, tearing him apart, rebounding and spinning into the air. i can see caspar's ghost parts floating in the air, but they come together again, and reforms into the idiodically grinning ghost.

the scary pale baby attacks several more times, with different moves, feints, all to no avail.

/dream


yakob at 3:05 AM

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