Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Egg Lemon Kidney Stone

Nightmares and cats

I know so much that the nightmares that I should exploit them as subjects for movies or short stories.
It would at least be something useful, instead of having the only function not let me rest at night.

Main subject of last night I disorder: a sweet, innocent kitten. Yes, of course, take me for a ride. "Ah, what a horrifying vision!", "Are you able to sleep or the nose of the kitten chased your eyes wide open in the dark?", "I'm allergic to cats." I have anticipated. However, not
There is nothing more horrible than an innocent creature that turns into a monster, you know? (It closed the topic)

night (and how you sbaji). Cold and rain (... by script). The edge of a ledge, the gap of at least three floors. The feeling that jump is the right thing, not the end but the change was needed. A black and white kitten arrives and place it right below you.
"maaa," which translated is "Come with me." Wait, I thought for a minute ... But certainly you're cute ... I almost ...

The kitten wants to convince me to the end. And then, perhaps wanting to talk to me face to face, suddenly levitates ... And as it rises up at me with glowing eyes (which in itself would not be evil, because it happens to all the cats at night, but sucks in hand if the cat that is flying) and speaks, does not meow like all the f ** k or kittens that are respected and educated, speak the shit! And I said, "Come down the drain, we'll be together." And of course I am! Mo 'is you who have believed! I was in doubt because I could crashing but, damn it, now I'm calm! And while
salt up to my face I feel the fear, the real one, and I wonder what the beast in front of me ... and throw remains fascinating not just to see that mangy Gattaccia meows, speaks ....

I woke up with the wind howled outside, the absence of which would be an unforgivable lack at such a time, and I thought the next cat I see him enough.

... Fortunately the kittens in the world love animals, including worms.

Perhaps Poe was my own dreams.

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