First dream: I'm in an attic in a big house, in the country. I stumble upon a pack of old comics with superheros and supervilains. I turn over the pages of a dusted issue, and in the last page, there is a black & white drawing of a big screen computer, in the undeground base of the mean super vilain. I think "Could I use this computer screen to get in touch with my SL girlfriend?". The screen is still black in the page, but under it, there's a command line that suddenly pops up, similar to the chat zone of the SL interface. Thanks to this "magic" chat zone that appeared inside the drawing, I can finally talk with her, as if I'm chatting with an old text-based version of SL (remember, these are very old issues!).Second dream: The day before I had this dream, I visited a nice reproduction of a welknown italian church in Second Life, and spent some time looking at the textures. In the dream, I'm naked, with three girls who are my partners in crime. We're in the middle of the church, in plain light with vivid colors. There's another girl with us, our victim, and we begin to eat her, litteraly, even if she's still alive and ask for our mercy. We eat her flesh and it's like a sexual orgy for us. Our movements are not always natural, quite rigid and automatic. We have a very arousing moment. After this orgasmic gore scene, I go out the church with my co-murderers and we walk straight forward in a field of grass, enjoying the rising sun. (Needless to say, I was quite irritated and uneasy with myself when I woke up that day!).
My shrink deleted me from his friendlist when I told him about the second dream.
2 comments:
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiinteresting!
I like the first dream...finding ways to communicate with our favorite SL friends when SL is unavailable is a pet topic for me; you had one literally leap off the page.
As for the second, I don't begin to have enough education in human psychology to address that!
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