Dreams are stupid. Not dreams in the optimistic “I have a dream” sense, but dreams in the sense where you’re sleeping and your brains throws up images to entertain you while it process the various events of the day into memory storage.
People used to, and some still do, set great store by dreams. They’d talk about symbolism and significance and the like. So in that spirit, I’d like to offer up a description of a dream I had last night and see what anyone who likes to analyze dreams can make of it.
It begins with a man. He needs roommates and for some reason, decides that Pinhead and his Cenobite pals from Hellraiser would be ideal roommates. The next thing you know, they’ve taken down the mirror in the bathroom, and while the man is in there, he sees the lady demon thing walk past a bloody towel that’s in the hamper. Then we cut to the dinning room, which has been remodeled into a post-apocalyptic hellscape. There’s two mercenaries hanging out in there, one of whom is mildly overweight, shirtless, and has tattoos that either say “JEWISH” or “JESUS” all over his body in rows. Also, the one demon guy with the weird teeth has eaten all the cheese.
So…that was my dream. No word on whether or not Pinhead and company paid their share of the cable bill, but knowing roommates, I’m guessing not. Anyhow, anyone care to analyze this?
And no, I’m not making this up. That was actually one of my dreams last night.