dreams...

HOLY mother of crap. so i had 3 dreams within the last 4 hours.. i cannot fall asleep, each one was intense and disturbing in someway or another, normally i write dreams down in a journal, but it's late and i dont care to look for it at the moment, so this will have to suffice. first up, someone (i cant remember who) gave birth to a baby who was part alien, it was really creepy, i dont remember much about this one, but i remember seeing the baby's face, and man, that image is now burned into my mind,, still freaking me out.. second dream, my father, cousin and i were trying to save him (my cousin) from his drunk abusive father. (just wanna say, his father in my dream was NOT his actual dad, his dad is not an abusive drunk, nor was it my actual uncle in my dream). that one went on for what seemed like hours.. planning on how we would kill his dad.. it ended up going awry. his father ended up being killed, but only died after shooting me in the stomach and saying a very creepy message about how he would return, and just because we killed his physical body, he wasn't dead. it was weird. i then remember being followed by a representation of death. The representation of the horseman of death, on the pale horse with the scales, i remember it was really close, then (my father and cousin) laid me on a strange triangular platform and we started to pull away from this, death. i was then brought to life but in a new body. i remember the first face i saw was some blonde woman, she just smiled and hugged me. i remember i woke up in my new body in a field next to a tent, like a big circus tent. this led into my next dream. i remember going into the tent with a different cousin of mine .. it . was. MESSED UP. it was hot, and the air was thick. dimly lit flickering lights lit up hallways made out of particle board. shoddy construction, but the people there didn't care, they were there for one thing. pleasure. i remember walking around with him, trying to find someone. eventually i found someone. after a multitude of things went down.. i remember, a man standing on a stage in front of a HUGE table, filled with some kind of meat. it wasnt like there were a bunch roasts piled up or anything , it was like, a semi truck sized piece of meat. humorous , yes, but there it was. i remember standing next to the man as he talked about how there would be enough, and people just needed to line up, the second he said that, everyone rushed the table. he just sighed and put the microphone on the stand and muttered something to the effect of, they never listen even though there is always enough, as he walked off. i then stepped off the stage and started serving people watermelon chunks from a large grey tub. people walked up to me, plates piled high with this strange meat. a woman came up (as my tub was almost empty) and asked for some, so i gave her three pieces, trying to stretch the last five or six chunks as far as i could. then her sons (who were right behind her) wanted some as well. i remember looking at the bits of fruit i gave them. they weren't the good inside bits that are nice and red, it was like someone peeled off the outer skin of the rind and put it into the tub. i remember thinking, this is going to taste fowl. i apologized and gave her sons (who looked like they were in their late teens) the last few bits i had. they didnt even care about whether it was good, i just remember the older one, at first being annoyed that the younger had one more chunk thank him. but then it was strangely okay with him. he didn't even seem to care.

That was the end of my dreams... i've now been writing it down as accurately as possible for the past 35 minutes. whether it means something or not, i like to remember for future reference, hence the journal of dreams (which is far to empty cause i dont know where it is at the moment.)