Shannon's OF 5.75G Experience

[Shannon]

Last night was the last night of use for Cycle 3. When I went to bed I was so exhausted I couldn't stand myself. I slept for about 12 hours.

During my sleep, I had a dream that I remember pieces of. The dream was very interesting. In the beginning of the dream, I was walking through a corridor in which there were a variety of wooden poles hewn from trees, and on the top of each one at head height was a zombie head, alive and very much wanting to eat me. I wandered through this area, sometimes talking to someone with me (I don't remember who), and they were unable to harm me but I was still really nervous. I wasn't running or hurrying or anything, that I remember, but I did want to leave the area and get away from them. And I did.

The middle part of the dream, all I remember is finding a camper that was stowed for the season. It was also a restaurant, somehow. I was again with someone else, and they went in first. I was looking around, not sure we should be there, and the lights were off. They went behind the counter for something, and I had to go behind the counter too, to flush something down the drain. I wasn't really comfortable being in this camper/restaurant while the owners were away for the off season, but I figured it couldn't hurt to just flush whatever it was down the drain. I think it might have been bad chocolate syrup or something like that.

I began pouring it down the drain and went to turn on the water, but there was none; it was turned off, like the electricity, while the owner was away. Then I started worrying that they would come back to roaches because I had done this.

There was more to the middle of the dream but I don't remember it. The next thing I remember is being back in the area with the zombie heads. instead of leaving, this time I was arriving, and going back to where I started. Now, the zombie heads were different. Most of them were no longer "alive". They were un-moving on their wooden pedestals, now just dead flesh that was of no more importance.

At the half way point of going back to the beginning, I pulled out of my pocket a peanut shell that had a deformed raw peanut in it. I put a small, normal raw peanut on top of it, and asked the peanut if it would do something... I think it was to lend me energy or protect me or something like that. In response, it started to grow a root, but the root only grew out of it about a millimeter. I knew it was alive, and was helping me because of that, but I also knew that root was extremely delicate, so I kept the newly rooted peanut in that partially opened shell from the strange deformed peanut, and put it in my pocket. Then I moved on.

The hall had three sections. This with the peanut sprouting happened in the second section. In the first section, all the zombie heads had died. In the second section, some had died and some were so close to death that they couldn't even open their eyes, but I could sense their livingness. And when I then went to the third section, about half were dead and they other half were alive and trying to eat me still. The very last/first one had transformed, though.

I walked through this section without fear, knowing they could not harm me because they were without bodies. I was still with that someone else, and as I reached the end, which was also the beginning, I saw the very first head had transformed from simply being a zombie head to being half zombie and half really alive. Now it wasn't a zombie head, it was a woman's head who was dark skinned and about in her 20's, and she was trying to follow her zombie instincts occasionally to eat me, but also starting to try to figure out what was going on, why she was trying to eat me, and basically her zombie and alive selves were in conflict as she seemed to slowly gain awareness as an alive head, not a zombie head.

At one point when she was trying to eat me as a zombie for a moment, I walked close and around her and said, "Uh uh uh, you can't eat me. No body, remember? You can't even turn your head." This seemed to create confusion, because the alive part of her understood it, where the zombies would not have understood speech. She tried to move around but couldn't and the struggle between alive and dead within her continued. Before I could tell which was gaining strength, I was awakened by my dogs.

The symbolism in this dream is amazing, and makes me very happy. I am also very thankful for a three day break from this point, because yesterday's exhaustion was just nuts.