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This loathsome work of fiction is a dream of sorts...

Tuesday, 10 April 2018

some people have recurring #dreams,. let me tell you about mine...

some people have recurring
#dreams, let me tell you about mine...

many recurring dreams are about falling off buildings, losing all your teeth, or just drowning - mine are different.

I go to a soiree in the countryside, being held at a cottage, deep in the woods. I'm with a woman, a brunette, who I'm conscious I don't know, but who is very beautiful. we arrive, we're greeted, we chat the usual, meaningless drivel people of high standing use as a social defense at events such as this. then invariably, I find myself separated from my plus 1,and cornered by two large breasted, voluptuous maids in the library, away from the rest of the party. They keep touching me, and then suddenly I realise they're both witches who've cast a spell on me, and I'm unable to speak, or even to cry out for help, as they both brutalise me sexually.

then I awake.

what does it mean? I wonder...

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