"Die Hand Die Verletzt," Dream 1


Tuesday-Wednesday April 7-8, 1998
Classroom setting. High school-like, with students from both my high school and college. My friend is next to me. All are sitting in a circle. Not a perfect one. Some are sitting slightly behind us. Then my old college roommate comes in. I act cool. After class, she approaches me, takes out a gun, and fires it in my head. But they are only blanks. But she is brought to some administrators who will expell her. But, meanwhile, a friend of hers has taken up on her "responsibility" and has come to attack me. This time I have been forewarned. I kick his butt, beating him up pretty badly.
Skip to family setting. Something is upsetting me. They are making me go places I don't want to go. Aunt. A huge clock tower ahead; I am in front of all of them. They say, "Wait for us!," but I want to go ahead. Townside roads. Skip to dark, damp "zoo." Aunt, Mother, Sister. The buzzing lights hum and go out. Then come back on. Then go out again. I struggle to see, but by now I know it is impossible. Those in charge of the place give us strange food to feed to the insects and alligators. Got to throw it in right, though, or else. Can't see the animals, either, but I can hear them in the dark. I call home. Grandma? What am I doing here, I ask. But in between this, I grit my teeth so hard...and make fists so hard...

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