The September 11 Dream Project.

January 22, 2002 10:07 PM

The September 11 Dream Project. Subconscious reactions from around the world in the aftermath of the attacks, courtesy of Hungry Ghost.
posted by liam (3 comments total)

I had a dream last night that was related to Sept. 11th somewhat. I was working as a desk person at a hotel. The hotel had a mini-office in the lobby for business travellers. I was in the back when I heard someone shuffling through papers. I went up to front desk to see if the person needed any help. I was greeted at the desk by a very tall middle-Eastern man. He explained that he was trying to fax a receipt to one of his customers but that it wasn't working right. I looked at the fax machine and tried to fax it myself several more times to no avail. In an attempt to make small-talk, I asked him what the customer had bought from him. He told me that it was a very special, very expensive book and asked me if I would like to see it. I agreed, and he then took me to the corner of two run-down streets. Across from us was a very large building in shambles. He told me that the building was a museum and monument to cruelty, disfigurement, and abnormailities. He told me that every truly evil person in history has worked here to emotionally numb themselves and that their last employee was none other than Osama bin Laden. The book was the last stage in this process. He told me that if I still wanted to see the book, I could go get it from the second floor and bring it to him. I tried to make it to the second floor, but always left screaming after seeing babies with nails driven through their heads and old women with their skulls peeled back. After what was about my fifth attempt to get the book I woke up.

That was by far the most vivid dream I've ever had. Needless to say, I woke up in a cold sweat.
posted by ttrendel at 12:19 PM on January 23, 2002

Remember: never eat brussel sprouts immediately before bed, ttrendel.
posted by Kafkaesque at 4:23 PM on January 23, 2002

Nah, I hate brussel sprouts. I blame it on the potent mix of Lean Pockets and Green Mountain's Peach Cider. Bad shit.
posted by ttrendel at 9:20 PM on January 23, 2002