Monday, August 30, 2004

do they ever check?

graphic novels have left me sleepless and terror stricken with flash of emotia dreams and horrid images of hand tearin bunnies. i have extremly emotional flashes when i dream. at first sleep the emtions hit me and i shake more of a nocturnal twitch bordering kinda convulsive. i awake trembling and have breif reccollection of the various flashes. asleep once again, images, weird fucked up images that try to reinact the emotion ive remembered but fails to. so get a fucked up confused dream. like the bunnies

im on the floor lying on my side and there is a bunny to my left, completly white and un menacing. my hands are torn to shreds i know it was the bunny. people nearby ( i do not recognize them) are arguing they turn to me and he says hey get up why are you on the floor.i stretch a bloody hand foward, i cant make a noise or a facial expression o r the bunny will attack. so i show him my hand and he gets upset and says whats that! what are you doin !help us decide. i flinch when he yells at me and the bunny attacks, i feel without the pain that rabbit peel my skin back off my hand. and i feel the terror. so i sheild myself. he stops and i tery to gain the peoples attention again. so slowly while staring at the rabbit i outstretch my hand towards the people, we stare the emotions run rampid a mix of terror confusion and something else like desparation. but with both hands outstretched i shake them and the rabbit attacks again this time totally un provoke. i flinch and awake freezing cold and sore all over.

this is only one of the messed up dreams i care to remember. this only happens when i start drawing. but i dont beleive it marks me as an artist it might just be repression . tonight was suahnns 21st birthday. a time of story telling. i usually tell them about my dreams it makes them feel normal and less fucked up. good old barbara she out weirds us all. hahhahahaha.......... it wasnt supposed to funny

2 comments:

copernicus said...

Awesome. I used to have dreams so vivid and intense that I'd wake up exhausted like I just got done playing football. They were crazy, but I looked forward to them beacuse of their intensity.

My name's Jamie by the way.

crackhead said...

what are you saying barbary