Last night I dreamed I was on a mission to destroy a demon (who looked remarkably like a girl I went to high school with - aside from the fangs, giant leathery bat wings, and extra set of bony arms that ended in very menacing looking clawed hands). I had no weapons and my only defense was the wooden chair I was wielding like a shield. Luckily for me, rather than a full on claw attack, she was throwing things at me - mostly pillows, as I recall.
I skillfully blocked the pillows with my chair and then had a brilliant idea. To vanquish the demon, I rushed up and kissed her.
The reasoning went something like this: Demon = pure evil. Love = pure good. If I can prove to the demon that it loves me and is having a good emotion, then that proves it is not pure evil and therefore can't be a demon anymore. It seemed like a better idea than trying to kill an old friend.
Unfortunately, I woke up before I found out if my theory worked.
I'm not much of a dream analyst, but I hope this doesn't mean I'm supposed to go around kissing evil people. Or even worse, that kissing me causes death. I'm hoping someone in cyberland has some insight.
Friday, February 19, 2010
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