What the fuck, been having dreams about death in some form or another like every night. The other night, it was a dream that was in the display of a video game, like a First Person Shooter, there was even a constant HUD wit a map and everything during the length of the dream, and at the end, I got killed, but when I got killed, it shifted from First Person to a close-up of my face, as this motherfucker drove a knife through my cheeks, gave me a Chelsea Smile, stabbed me in the throat, then finally in my head.
Then today, I have one involving my Elementary School best friend's Mom, who I haven't seen in years, and a recent family friend, they've never even met IRL. It was a long dream, but it ended wit me and the Mom arguing about something, she was my across the street neighbor. I'm standing in the street, she comes flying out, screaming at me, I just ignore it and try not to ignite shit, she gets in her van, and the family friend was somehow living wit her, he comes out and gets in too. She screeches away, gets about a block away, and I said "What a fucking bitch.". She somehow heard me, I all of a sudden hear tires screeching, and she's wheeling around. She starts driving directly at me, except when she got close, I realized she wasn't aiming at me at all, she drives right past me, and speeds straight into the back wall of a garage that was open right behind me. Shit explodes, and when the smoke clears, I see blood splattered all over the garage walls. I leave and go into town, go to some stores, try to get my mind off of what just happened, and somehow, this event triggered the whole town to panic, everyone's in the store going nuts like the world's about to end. I go back home, and the Ambulance is there, removing the bodies, and I saw both, in graphic detail, and both were just completely broken bodies. Her Son, who oddly enough, wasn't her Son, my old best friend, from real life, just some random dream generated little kid, like 6-7 years old, was watching the entire time and just crying his eyes out. I put my arm around his shoulder and tried to pull him away, even doe I apparently hated him, just for being associated wit his Mom, and then I woke up.
Shit's odd, and the weirdest part is they ain't even nightmares. Wit nightmares, I always wake up prematurely, panicking and sweating. These are just like regular dreams, and I sleep all the way through the night, experiencing the entire dream, not waking up when shit goes bad. Extremely disturbing and dark normal dreams, but not nightmares.
Come to think of it, the street I was on was the fucking culdesac from San Andreas, Grove Street. She drove the van into that garage a couple houses away from CJ's house, at the top of the culdesac.
Yeah as of about the turn of the decade most his interviews are with pop stars and the big names in both mainstream and underground hip-hop. I think my favorite all time interview of his is with Wesley Willis.
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Then today, I have one involving my Elementary School best friend's Mom, who I haven't seen in years, and a recent family friend, they've never even met IRL. It was a long dream, but it ended wit me and the Mom arguing about something, she was my across the street neighbor. I'm standing in the street, she comes flying out, screaming at me, I just ignore it and try not to ignite shit, she gets in her van, and the family friend was somehow living wit her, he comes out and gets in too. She screeches away, gets about a block away, and I said "What a fucking bitch.". She somehow heard me, I all of a sudden hear tires screeching, and she's wheeling around. She starts driving directly at me, except when she got close, I realized she wasn't aiming at me at all, she drives right past me, and speeds straight into the back wall of a garage that was open right behind me. Shit explodes, and when the smoke clears, I see blood splattered all over the garage walls. I leave and go into town, go to some stores, try to get my mind off of what just happened, and somehow, this event triggered the whole town to panic, everyone's in the store going nuts like the world's about to end. I go back home, and the Ambulance is there, removing the bodies, and I saw both, in graphic detail, and both were just completely broken bodies. Her Son, who oddly enough, wasn't her Son, my old best friend, from real life, just some random dream generated little kid, like 6-7 years old, was watching the entire time and just crying his eyes out. I put my arm around his shoulder and tried to pull him away, even doe I apparently hated him, just for being associated wit his Mom, and then I woke up.
Shit's odd, and the weirdest part is they ain't even nightmares. Wit nightmares, I always wake up prematurely, panicking and sweating. These are just like regular dreams, and I sleep all the way through the night, experiencing the entire dream, not waking up when shit goes bad. Extremely disturbing and dark normal dreams, but not nightmares.