Originally Posted by
Progbear
I love it when I have long, detailed dreams that are like surreal mind movies. I had one where a plane brought back soldiers from Vietnam, and when some custodians were cleaning it, they found a pair of dismembered fingers that got up and walked around of their own volition. A social worker has a psychic bond with the fingers, and it’s her task to find the man to transplant them back onto.
There was another with an evil, hunchbacked man who would play the violin, causing this crazy-eyed, knife-wielding woman to go on killing sprees.
Yet another involved a trip to India, where tiny wizards did battle from atop the bellies of fat, floating giants. One of the giants eats too much and throws up in an old lady’s garden. She gets on the phone to call the police, describing the weird thing she’s seeing.
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