Weird cult dream

[vaneramos]

This morning I had an unusually dark and convoluted dream. It was structured somewhat like the movie Magnolia, beginning with a series of strange coincidences, all involving people being arrested for insignificant reasons and subsequently (after release) dying under unusual circumstances. But the plot did not progress linearly from there, many of the early parts are lost to memory, and some of what I do remember is too complicated to put into words.

The ultimate episode involved a suicide cult, the primary figure being a young twink who actually checked out ahead of me in a button store on Queen Street yesterday afternoon, but in the dream his hair and clothes were styled like David Bowie or Rod Stewart in the 1970s. Members of the cult floated together high in the atmosphere on flying surfboards. The earth below was gorgeously blue and green, scattered with puffy clouds. We had nuclear warheads and were plotting the destruction of civilization.

Later, officials had managed to arrest some of the cult members and take possession of the warheads, foiling the plot. The group had disbanded. The main character had been released from prison, but years later was again arrested for speeding.

Flashback to a scene at the time of his previous arrest. Police had found him rolling around on a green hillside. He had large white pillows, which were actually bombs, strapped around his body. He enjoyed being restrained this way, however it prevented him from escaping the police. He looked like a white sheep on the grassy mountain, and was laughing as they captured him.

The final sequence returned to the present. Police removed him from a car alongside a large marina (lovely view of sails and moored boats in the background), and escorted him into a nearby building. Here he was to be released again, on condition he appear on a TV program. This turned out to be a 70s-style variety show with numerous guest celebrities, one of whom was Johnny Cash.

All the guests were bound on their backs onto more of those magical floating surfboards. These moved to music in a circle around a starlit dance floor. The cult leader became aroused, displaying an extremely large erection for everyone to see. All the celebrities wanted the opportunity to perform fellatio on him, so the host somehow managed to maneuver their boards so they could do so.

The way the beginning sequences had set this up, it was implied that he would die within 48 hours, but the dream ended with Johnny Cash preparing to perform fellatio.

Comments

[artricia.livejournal.com]

That's a great picture. It reminds me what the Christmas spirit feels like for me, and why I don't get it down here in Atlanta.

Weird dream.

[vavaverity.livejournal.com]

That dream cracked me up. Sounds like you visited the realm of Dreamscape Verity for a moment there!

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

I've already bristled against the onslaught of winter, and can imagine enjoying Christmas spirit in a warmer, drier climate, but have to admit the day of that walk along the river was pretty.

[vaneramos.livejournal.com]

Hehe, yeah it kind of ran in a different vein from my usual. Maybe I was channeling you.