killing people in dreams

i had strange dreams last night, where i was part of a group of people who had been chosen to witness the executions of three people — two drug users and one murderer.

most everyone in this group of three-hundred people were all but uncaring that three of us were going to die soon.

they were busy working on projects of various sorts: making home-made ferris wheels or other amusement part type rides. one guy was building a salmon run.
my own project had to do with creating a toboggan sled track down a mountain.

i felt very uneasy at the idea of watching three people die, and even more so that most everyone around me didn’t seem to care.

then:

in either the same dream, or another one ( i really don’t recall ), i ended up going out to dinner with xeni jardin and not finding her obnoxious, pious, or filthy.

clearly, that’s one fucked up dream.

Listening to: Young Generation Dub from the album “King Tubby Meets Rockers Uptown” by Augustus Pablo

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