All these acidic articles must be going to my brain.

[jackshoegazer]

I just woke up from a dream in which I had taken ell-es-dee, only a few hundred micrograms. I had just peaked and realized that I didn't take enough for the grand revelation. Then suddenly I was in the past, dressed as a raver, but it was the Apocalypse. People were wandering everywhere, there was a light rain, but there was no panic or rioting. Everyone was getting along just fine, out enjoying the rain, going wherever. Several other ravers were making calls and arranging things. I packed up a large bag of cat food and left to distribute it to those who were without cat food. While walking around, I saw some friends of mine, but it was the past, so they didn't know me yet, and I remember thinking how odd it was that I could see them now, before they would ever meet me. Then I woke up.

I think this ties in with my last post. Back when I was doing the raver bit, I was definitely at my peak of extroversion. I was routinely meeting new people, both in and out of parties. I was helpful and outgoing, energetic and ambitious. The Apocalypse is a symbol of the end, and if there is no tomorrow, we will live like today is the only one we get - with complete freedom. Perhaps that is what the dream is telling me. I need that perspective, as cliche as it wounds, living each day as if tomorrow was the end. No despair, no planning for a horrible end, just being the best I can be until the very last moment. Maybe.

Comments

[anima.livejournal.com]

I like your interpretation.

[sarahdipity418.livejournal.com]

For some reason I found the line,
I packed up a large bag of cat food and left to distribute it to those who were without cat food.
to be extremely funny.

It's the Apocalypse! Better make sure everyone has cat food!