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No. 290327
fuck yes we're posting dreams again let me tell you guys this superlong story of my dream, no hold on it was important and meaningful listen
Okay, so I was at the Worlds Longest Garage Sale in fucking kentucky or somewhere, and I found some old bird selling all this whack occult shit, charms and amulets of old bones and precious stone, old leatherbound grimoires, and stuff like ancient scimitars from the old days of the ottoman empire, quetzal-feather capes, basically a ton of really cool old shit and no one else was really there so I asked how much she was selling this stuff for and she was like 'shit, man, just take it all and buy me dinner' and then her grand-daughter or whatever was there, around my age, and I was like how about I take her out with me? and then I guess we were on a date? and the girl could only eat raw vegetables and rare, red meats, so I was just like girl, we're going to a steakhouse.
so we're at the steakhouse and we're cutting our steaks with these gorgeous fucking ceremonial knives, and it was all shadowy and candelit in the steakhouse and I could see these giant shadows of wings coming from the girls back, and I was trippin, and then the walls of the steakhouse (ebony-panelled, it was gorgeous) had these things crawling out of them, shadowpeople or whatever and the girl burst into flames or some bullshit and I drew my magic knife and there was this giant, gory battle between us and the shadowpeople, they would possess the other diners and jump at us. the knives would stab into them and the people would bleed and get ripped open, but then purple would streak up and all over their bodies, and then they'd burst open and explode and black smoke would rise from the gore. then the roof of the steakhouse cracked open, split and shriveled up and bled thick blood down upon us, and I looked up at the sky and saw funnel clouds forming, heard the wind roaring and the rain whipped down at us and I thought shit, all my cool stuff is in the car outside
so there was a tornado and shit got all torn up, there was an earthquake too and I guess I was trying to 1. survive and 2. save every other human in sight and 3. kill all the shadowpeople and then out of the crater of the earth hell started pouring out, but not fire and flames like you'd think but violet lavas, delicate demons of smoke and shadow, and pomegranate-juice rain that burned my skin and tasted bitter, like a burned spice, and I drew my blood and rain-soaked feather-cloak around me and took one last look at the earth, because I knew I was going to die without even having made it with the hot phoenix girl goddamn it
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