Escapism
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Escapism
Had one of those dreams again.A restaurant full of familiar,staring at me as i ducked between shoulders of strangers and friends alike,hiding from them as if i was ashamed.But was i really ashamed,as i felt that presence lurking behind me all the time?I was running away from that person,but i didnt know who it was.It was somebody,existing only as a presence at the back of my head,pushing me on through the crowd as they stared at me utter confusion.
That was when my teeth fell out.Again.It was one of those dreams,the common ones that make you break into cold sweat.I remember plucking them out with my own fingers,and there we blood all over my pants and shirt.But nobody cared for the blood,but only at the person before their eyes,seemingly running away from something,the person involved in a secret escapism of sorts.What was i running from?Who was i hiding from?
Falling teeth would represent,in a person's dream,how mindful one can be of their looks.While the feeling of being chase could be a sense of escapism,running away from daily routines in desire of daydreaming,fantasy or entertainment.I know dreams dont mean anything,but i guess like horoscopes they are just interesting to know sometimes.
What am i running away from?Who am i hiding from?I woke up,finding myself asking those questions before the television.8 Mile was showing on Star Movies,and all the characters - though however screwed up - all had their dreams and goals.Only because,they wanted to get out of that place so much,because the place was eating into their,swallowing their bones.Or were they the eater of themsevles,feasting on their souls as they watched their corrupting bodies,crumbling before their very eyes,and blamed everybody else for the deterioration?
I know it is just a dream.
I know it doesnt mean anything.
But at times it only just seems.
Like it is trying to tell me everything.
Had one of those dreams again.A restaurant full of familiar,staring at me as i ducked between shoulders of strangers and friends alike,hiding from them as if i was ashamed.But was i really ashamed,as i felt that presence lurking behind me all the time?I was running away from that person,but i didnt know who it was.It was somebody,existing only as a presence at the back of my head,pushing me on through the crowd as they stared at me utter confusion.
That was when my teeth fell out.Again.It was one of those dreams,the common ones that make you break into cold sweat.I remember plucking them out with my own fingers,and there we blood all over my pants and shirt.But nobody cared for the blood,but only at the person before their eyes,seemingly running away from something,the person involved in a secret escapism of sorts.What was i running from?Who was i hiding from?
Falling teeth would represent,in a person's dream,how mindful one can be of their looks.While the feeling of being chase could be a sense of escapism,running away from daily routines in desire of daydreaming,fantasy or entertainment.I know dreams dont mean anything,but i guess like horoscopes they are just interesting to know sometimes.
What am i running away from?Who am i hiding from?I woke up,finding myself asking those questions before the television.8 Mile was showing on Star Movies,and all the characters - though however screwed up - all had their dreams and goals.Only because,they wanted to get out of that place so much,because the place was eating into their,swallowing their bones.Or were they the eater of themsevles,feasting on their souls as they watched their corrupting bodies,crumbling before their very eyes,and blamed everybody else for the deterioration?
I know it is just a dream.
I know it doesnt mean anything.
But at times it only just seems.
Like it is trying to tell me everything.
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