26.11.2004 kl. 22:15
I just woke up from a frightful and extremely surrealistic dream.
I was on a boat watching someone make sandwiches, and they'd placed a tiny puppy-dog on top of one of the sandwiches. He'd been skinned, etc. I of course refused to eat this, and howled bloody murder, so the cook transferred all responsibility for making the sandwiches over to me, and for some time I was struggling with frying an egg. Then things kind of degenerated into hand-to-hand combat aboard the boat between me and the cook, who was also some sort of military official. Anyhow, in the end I stabbed him in the throat with a some scissors. At that moment someone else appeared and explained in tears to me what an excellent man I had just murdered, and that I must pay the price for it. He said that I had to take a bunch of sleeping pills and never wake up, as retribution for my foul deed. I ate the pills, and ironically enough, at this point I suddenly woke up....
What would Freud, that great quack, make of this? No doubt he would say that I had paranoid, semi-schizoid superegoistical tendencies combined with delusions of grandeur and multiple personality disorder...
I was on a boat watching someone make sandwiches, and they'd placed a tiny puppy-dog on top of one of the sandwiches. He'd been skinned, etc. I of course refused to eat this, and howled bloody murder, so the cook transferred all responsibility for making the sandwiches over to me, and for some time I was struggling with frying an egg. Then things kind of degenerated into hand-to-hand combat aboard the boat between me and the cook, who was also some sort of military official. Anyhow, in the end I stabbed him in the throat with a some scissors. At that moment someone else appeared and explained in tears to me what an excellent man I had just murdered, and that I must pay the price for it. He said that I had to take a bunch of sleeping pills and never wake up, as retribution for my foul deed. I ate the pills, and ironically enough, at this point I suddenly woke up....
What would Freud, that great quack, make of this? No doubt he would say that I had paranoid, semi-schizoid superegoistical tendencies combined with delusions of grandeur and multiple personality disorder...