Friday, July 14, 2006

Thinly Veiled Symbolism

My brother murdered and eviscerated his twin and left him on the roof. My father refused to call the police, even though we begged him to. I got into my plane and flew over the house, trying to see what was going on (with that wonderful feeling of dreamflying). Our street in the dream was somewhat like the real one and somewhat transformed, and all the neighbors knew what was going on, but nothing was happening. Finally, a neighbor said she called a nurse, who called a doctor and came and got the body.


Right away my brother went to jail for life. That was it. I remember thinking, as if the dream were contiguous to life, "Wow, my brother really IS going to prison forever."