Disturbing cheerful dream
Jul. 9th, 2014 09:13 amSo I have the odd nightmare where disturbing things happen and I am disturbed. But last night I had a cheerful, mildly romantic dream where disturbing things happened and I thought it was TOTALLY FINE, only going "what the hell that is messed up" as I headed towards wakefulness.
So this was a movie or something based on a "favorite childhood story" of mine.
My name was Cinderella and I was a plucky hardworking girl from the wrong side of the tracks hoping none of the rich kids at my fancy new school would realise my origins. I would occasionally cross paths with the prince and we'd get along really well and he'd want to know who I was, but my guardians (including a secret friend amongst the staff) had made it clear I shouldn't let anyone too high up notice me. Time passed and we grew up and I became a washerwoman of sorts, gaining surprising fame and influence with the amazing cleanliness of my clothes. The Prince was noticing me more and more and I was increasingly tempted to tell him the truth about myself, especialy because I suspected he'd be sympathetic.
My secret origins? I was a DEMON WHO ATE HUMAN FLESH (or at least my family did). The secret behind my cleaning process? HORRIBLE HUMAN SACRIFICE where I threw the poor (and anyone I didn't like) into crushing machines and made use of their blood in arcane ways. At one point I was bashfully hoping the prince would be happy with the cleaning of the shirt he'd given me as I BATHED IT IN THE DRIPPING BLOOD FROM A WAREHOUSE OF CORPSES. Wtf subconscious.
And then I started to think of it as a story more, and then a story I was embarassed about, increasingly unsurprised that it wasn't getting many hits at the AO3.
Then I had a dream that DID make me feel bad, about...missing a bus and not being able to find anything I could eat at the food court. Horrifying.
So this was a movie or something based on a "favorite childhood story" of mine.
My name was Cinderella and I was a plucky hardworking girl from the wrong side of the tracks hoping none of the rich kids at my fancy new school would realise my origins. I would occasionally cross paths with the prince and we'd get along really well and he'd want to know who I was, but my guardians (including a secret friend amongst the staff) had made it clear I shouldn't let anyone too high up notice me. Time passed and we grew up and I became a washerwoman of sorts, gaining surprising fame and influence with the amazing cleanliness of my clothes. The Prince was noticing me more and more and I was increasingly tempted to tell him the truth about myself, especialy because I suspected he'd be sympathetic.
My secret origins? I was a DEMON WHO ATE HUMAN FLESH (or at least my family did). The secret behind my cleaning process? HORRIBLE HUMAN SACRIFICE where I threw the poor (and anyone I didn't like) into crushing machines and made use of their blood in arcane ways. At one point I was bashfully hoping the prince would be happy with the cleaning of the shirt he'd given me as I BATHED IT IN THE DRIPPING BLOOD FROM A WAREHOUSE OF CORPSES. Wtf subconscious.
And then I started to think of it as a story more, and then a story I was embarassed about, increasingly unsurprised that it wasn't getting many hits at the AO3.
Then I had a dream that DID make me feel bad, about...missing a bus and not being able to find anything I could eat at the food court. Horrifying.
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Date: 2014-07-09 03:28 am (UTC)Dream logic is weird.
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Date: 2014-07-10 10:40 am (UTC)Yes, yes it is.
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Date: 2014-07-09 04:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-10 10:40 am (UTC)Always happy to help :)
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Date: 2014-07-10 05:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-10 10:39 am (UTC)Moderately often, but events shift back and forth from being movies/books etc to reality throughout my dreams. What does happen more often as I'm waking up is that I (a) realise the nonsensical stuff makes no sense and get confused and/or (b)realise I'm dreaming and so consider events as a story I might tell someone else, or turn into written fiction (which is different to thinking the story was always a story I was writing/movie I was watching etc). And then sometimes I "wake up" into another dream and tell someone about how weird the previous dream was, not noticing how weird THIS dream is in it's own way :)
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Date: 2014-07-10 09:47 pm (UTC)