Normally, i could never go to bed before 3am. I tried everything from sleep medications, to lying in my bed completely still with my eyes losed for 5 hours. But since i’ve arrived here in Korea i have been able to go to bed at 10 or 8 at the earliest. I haven’t slept past 3 and to be honest i’ve tried but physically cannot.
So while i’ve been getting a good night’s rest for the past couple of weeks i’ve been having the vivid dreams i used to get back when i wasn’t sleep deprived (meaning, forever ago). One night i had a dream that i was running away from a church that was quarantined with crazy lesbian nuns who weren’t really nuns. I ended up trapped inside and my friends came to rescue me at midnight but by dawn they were all killed off by vicious flesh-eating thorns that would pierce them straight through their body. It was odd i didn’t feel sad i felt a sense of passion and i wanted to paint a picture of all their bodies intertwined with the vines of thorns and the sun rising in the back ground. I woke up feeling not like myself at all.
Another night i had a dream that i was assassinated. i genuinely believe i had this dream due to me reading a book about Abraham Lincoln’s assassination. Someone was sexually harassing a girl at a carnival, and nobody was doing anything about it so i came up to the man and screamed at him. He looked at me with this blank expression and a dark shadow passed over his eyes. Before i knew it or could stop it he had swiftly, and successfully slit my throat. i knew there was no hope in living and i felt a sense of peace. But then my eyes opened wide and for some reason i thought ‘this can’t be it’ but at that moment it felt as if a dark curtain was pulled over my thoughts and i woke up terrified and relieved at the same time.
Again, i had another dream. I was in an old village in old korea and i was a commoner who would sometimes sneak into the palace to see a servant. But at night there was a curse that would come into place throughout the palace and everyone in it. When the clock would hit 11 everyone would turn into a peacock. One night i crept in through a small hidden passage and accidentally found myself in the room where the king and queen would sit. The king was not present but the queen was there. The king sat in a noble chair while the queen would sit on her knees in a graceful manner on a soft round pillow decorated with many layers of blankets. The queen had already transformed into a beautiful peacock and was sleeping peacefully. I was stunned and my heart was captured by her grace. But in that moment the king slowly came in and i sat down next to the queen and transformed into an even more enticing peacock. i stood still, for i knew if i was caught my head would be in danger, and for a while i stayed there and waited for a moment where i felt safe to move. But as the night went on i saw a blur of movement in the room and was surprised to see a dark mysterious peacock. How did i not notice it before? When did it even enter the room? But right when i blinked for a split second and opened my eyes, the two peacocks were dead and i had just accidentally witnessed an assassination. I woke up wanting to see more.
i just wanted to write these down so that i’d never forget them. They were pretty vivid dreams man.