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« on: June 19, 2008, 12:04:18 AM »

Hello, I'm a teenage male. This is from last night and I would like to see someone try to interpret it. I know the general order of what happened, but not all the details or how each "scene" flows into another one.

1. WERNER HERZOG

The first thing I remember had something to do with Werner Herzog. I think somebody I know was working for him, or something, and that he was supposed to be somewhere. I was in a hotel. There were three floors to this hotel. I was selected to go to the second by Herzog, I think. There was a livign room with a chair in which he was sitting. He was playing a part, acting, and this part was a gangster who wanted to smuggle coke across the border. I actually don't know if he was playing the part, or filming this. Anyway, I didn't want to do this illegal act so I spoke up and ran away.

The second time I was in the hotel, I made sure not to be selected. I ended up seeign Herzog outside (I think) and talking to him. For some reason, my mom interrupted the conversation and was just really annoying.

2. THE HOUSE

I was in the hall of a big house. The hall was black, very modern but a little gothic too, and there were rows of books everywhere. I think someone asked me about a job I had for just this one day (maybe it had something to do with the hotel or being a wheat farmer?) and I said that I didn't want it. Anyway, outside there was something I had to do. This was a big house, and there may have been a school inside or something.

Outside, there were racers. People in sort of race cars, but they didn't look like they had engines. They were all in a rectangular hole in the wall. I was right in front of them, and I wanted to get out of line so as not to run over, and so I started to run onto the grey platform where everyone else was. I fell down, but luckily, nothing ran me over.

3. A KID'S LOVE

I turned into a kid (around 12 years old, I would guess), and for some reason I looked different (I think I became a different person), and I was having a dinner at a semi-fancy restaurant with a girl with whom I was in love. I held her hand over the dinner table, and then after we finished, we walked outside holding hands.

4. MONSTER SUBWAY

Monster/zombies!! I was back to normal, but the rest of the world was a little off kilter. They were bright green or purple and had devised to kill everybody. I remember one of the monsters had an arm with a hammer on it that could stretch out for extremely long. Anyway, I think I went into the subway (or I could have already been there) while we were being attacked. It was a strange subway; it was mostly white and there were two tunnels on either side of me, but no real platform. In front was the place where one would buy tickets, and there was a small door there. I was with a girl (I think I liked her), and we needed to survive. We had to decide whether to go into the door, or into the tunnel. Even though we were sure there would be monsters there, and I was powerless to fight them, we decided to go through the tunnel. There was a man there, clearly one who used to work here, who told us as we were passing through, that we would have to tell them that we were going this way. I said something cheesy like, "listen to your humanity!" Or maybe I just yelled at him that there was no point in telling them, it'll only cause him grief in the future. I don't really remember what happened after that.

5. * DAY JOB (don't actually remember if this one happened) + SOMETHING MORE REAL (this one did)

I got a day job with wheat farmers (or something outside), and didn't like it very much. It was outside of the big house.

A kid from school questioned me about my film watching habits, and why I was not more social by going to parties and stuff. I don't know if I replied. But I remember thinking stuff like, "missed the bus..", and "I prefer it anyway, I get more out of it". Then I thought about the love episode and felt very lonely. I think I felt that either way (social or not), something like that wouldn't be found. I think there was some yearning there too..

Back in the great hall, a kid asked me what it was like working with peasants. I replied, "It must be awesome working for Werner Herzog!" I don't know if he was the one working for him, though.

A kid I know from school told me that he put the video of me talking to Werner Herzog on youtube. It was a remix, and it had already 4,000 views. There was some weird music in the background and the kid who made it was flying around and flying on a horse and stuff like that. I don't know if you actually saw me talking to Herzog, but much of it was people walking in a crowd (me included).

6. THE END

It was the next day, and I was waking up. I hear someone yelling, "It's the street's birthday!" or "It's the street's celebration!". I think to myself, "They do this almost every day now." I needed to get up. For some reason, I feel like I lived with a girl here, and this may be the girl whom I saved. I needeed to get up; I felt afraid. Someone was coming up the steps. It was a celebration, so what were they going to do when they got into my room? Was it the girl or was it a friend? I needed to get up; I needed to be on guard. I was suddenly in the bathroom trying to brush my teeth. I remember hearing people talk about how if you don't brush your teeth in 30s days they'll rot. I was on the ground, leaning on the wall, while brushing my teeth. I couldn't see straight. Everything was really disorientated. I felt very disorientated. Everything was fragmented, and my sight was in pieces. Suddenly, I was in my bed again, and I was trying extremely hard to get up. I couldn't do it. Everything was fragmented; I didn't have a trace of clear, normal, sight. I was trying to get up.
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