description of my dream (I told it Umrzyjowi):
Take note of course that more precisely, perhaps as a short story ... did not always dream, he sees an abandoned city in which the only "living" part is a wooden pole Y-shaped, which are nailed czegosc remnants, which had a meat (and there is still meat) and rags (belonging to another creature), covering the bottom of the cadavers. As if trying to hug a dying lover's mistress ^
and this is just the first place I visited (first rode the bus, so strange that it often stops and can be visited). The next town - western style, but today ... or wooden blocks, in each window shutters.
So many people łażących aimlessly in the street ... as the first city was empty (And other blocks of our time, nothing was destroyed, but there were no cars), so they were almost the overcrowded
And it was all on the street, the cattle (people that is). Everything changed like an angel came and took one girl (now why did not associate it took and how it took that everyone saw it and saw where it takes). People at one time, without taking anything with them, they go in that direction ... City desolations in the next second.
Next theme: A lone bull standing on top of the hill, at the sight of a motion, running toward the that thing ... chased the bus ... then (as I was returning motorynką) me alone ...
Another theme was some village, in which gas was delivered by the mayor ... not driven away, he saw two friends (yes more is one of them ever knew, and the other is her friend and I met them in high school), which played in badbingtona (or whatever it is called there). Next was oczojebnie żóty car hidden under the roof (the roof, as if the walls had stolen) There
bus turned around and started back, and I was near the house of the girls got off
No, but it turned out that this some 35 women who did not even know what miracle would remind my colleagues (except for hair color at all, although the friend is no longer black hair that had red there again). I. .. Knowing me, reasons unknown to me.
Yes, the first dream that I remember anything at all ... but remember as many of the details, so imprinted in my memory that, if I could draw, I could go zinscenizować: P
Going further, however - I went to the mayor, unless you knew. I got the motor and its fuel ... fueled motor would not put out, What freaked me hard because I wanted to read the next book (refueling took a long time.)
Then I saw on the street, the two women, and rode on one, big white horse. They went for the buildings (remember that this village was, so in total, but the house was still a barn, and perhaps a barn)
Well, I drove in that direction, because there was a street (road). There, in turn, forced a priority (to some black mercowi). Awful lot of cars were driving there.
What's interesting - and then on the way, I met only two coaches (one ahead of me, the other went with next door) ... and so ułożyły that this is what I was going to overtake my left, and the second - with my right.
moped was very moody (though not extinguished) and its speed depend on my fitness ... therefore, the hill at some point went out extremely slowly. He then saw the bull again ... which began to charge at me. To me, I got to the accelerated
city ... I remember that I began to contemplate the void. The fact that once it was a city full of life, and now - after visiting angel - has become silent and empty.
then disrupted moped and jumped on a hill and found myself on the roof of the block (the more high-rise with a flat roof) already from the first city ... and the city scared me the most. I know, I remember that feeling. Yes, though I expected to meet here for a zombie, or death itself. Then woke up in total (some even moped the roofs poskakałem but already got the "monument")
Immediately after passing me, I passed the buses again (same thing) that a white horse, who carried the women. Even before he was a bull. I remember it because I passed it "on the cusp" and he drove straight at me ... I do not remember But if I passed or are faded
because, for example at these women, it felt as if they were, but ... They do not. Or were older with those 15 years when I stayed the same or was somehow altered. I do not know, such a strange feeling
Well, now why I put it here? To access it on other computers than the one here, Portable.
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