Thursday, September 16, 2004
Closing
Only at this sad, wretched time in the small hours of the night, when you are so afraid to go to bed because you know how you'll feel when you get up, can a song capture everything.
I am condensed.
I am condensed.
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Yet another post-apocalyptic dream
It was some sort of abandoned underground base... lost to time. I don't know how we got there. Perhaps we were fleeing some great evil; a war or famine, a product of my first two dreams that seemed to hit a similar theme. It might have been after watching humanity die fighting, or slowly slipping away like sand through fingers.
The reason matters not; our current situation prevailed in our minds. I don't remember her name... it doesn't really matter. We hadn't been there forever (just long enough to be on the verge of starving). A great deal of the underground base was arranged like a small town, and we were crouched in a half-destroyed building. It was cold, as we were both bundled up. I was leaning against the wall, my head peering over the side of a windowless hole, a sawed-off shotgun cradled in my lap. She was sitting across from me, trying to hum herself to sleep.
I didn't know how much longer we would have together. I guess she was mine.. our relationship seemed to suggest that, but what happened soon after makes it a mute point. We were convinced that the end had come, so the last stand with the shotgun that I had in mind was probably never going to happen. We must have been the only two alive, as we were the only two to find this place. Well, the only two live people to find it.
The base happened to be filled with the scourge of my first dream However, this wasn't a glorious battle like I had dreamed of before. This was a game of cat and mouse. This was us trying to live out the rest of our life, but we were even being denied that.
A crash from the door of the adjacent room told me it was time to move. I grabbed her list and pulled her through the window after me. It was dark outside, but not pitch black.. some far off light was casting a moon-like aura. We were quickly surrounded. There was no heroic chase or fight. I turned to confront my enemy, and when I turned back, they had her, and then she was gone.
Somehow I fought my way out of the street, and made my way down a deeper-darker hole. It was just me now. Just me. Just me and them. Soon to be just them.
I settled down on the floor of the tunnel I had ran into. I could sense them approaching... getting closer and closer. Suddenly, a shaft of light broke through at the other end of the tunnel I was in. The flash of muzzles preceded the report of rifles as the monsters behind me fell down. The cavalry, fitted with biohazard gear, had arrived.
As they swarmed around me, barking orders at each other and preceding to check the base for other survivors, I realized that I had lost. I only had to have held out for a little longer, and I'd have a future. Humanity hadn't failed, but I had.
Later, the soldiers sent me back down there with a team of others, to find more survivors. I looked for her, but there wasn't a trace left.
The reason matters not; our current situation prevailed in our minds. I don't remember her name... it doesn't really matter. We hadn't been there forever (just long enough to be on the verge of starving). A great deal of the underground base was arranged like a small town, and we were crouched in a half-destroyed building. It was cold, as we were both bundled up. I was leaning against the wall, my head peering over the side of a windowless hole, a sawed-off shotgun cradled in my lap. She was sitting across from me, trying to hum herself to sleep.
I didn't know how much longer we would have together. I guess she was mine.. our relationship seemed to suggest that, but what happened soon after makes it a mute point. We were convinced that the end had come, so the last stand with the shotgun that I had in mind was probably never going to happen. We must have been the only two alive, as we were the only two to find this place. Well, the only two live people to find it.
The base happened to be filled with the scourge of my first dream However, this wasn't a glorious battle like I had dreamed of before. This was a game of cat and mouse. This was us trying to live out the rest of our life, but we were even being denied that.
A crash from the door of the adjacent room told me it was time to move. I grabbed her list and pulled her through the window after me. It was dark outside, but not pitch black.. some far off light was casting a moon-like aura. We were quickly surrounded. There was no heroic chase or fight. I turned to confront my enemy, and when I turned back, they had her, and then she was gone.
Somehow I fought my way out of the street, and made my way down a deeper-darker hole. It was just me now. Just me. Just me and them. Soon to be just them.
I settled down on the floor of the tunnel I had ran into. I could sense them approaching... getting closer and closer. Suddenly, a shaft of light broke through at the other end of the tunnel I was in. The flash of muzzles preceded the report of rifles as the monsters behind me fell down. The cavalry, fitted with biohazard gear, had arrived.
As they swarmed around me, barking orders at each other and preceding to check the base for other survivors, I realized that I had lost. I only had to have held out for a little longer, and I'd have a future. Humanity hadn't failed, but I had.
Later, the soldiers sent me back down there with a team of others, to find more survivors. I looked for her, but there wasn't a trace left.
Monday, September 13, 2004
A slice of reality
As you all know, I abhor quizzes, but I took this one just to see just how my "MemeSheep" category contrasted greatly to the average...
| The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test | ||
| Category | Your Score | Average LJer |
| MemeSheepage | 3.51% You fill out forms at work - why should you fill them out for fun? | 28.05% |
