a headless plea

I am lying on top of a female friend of mine, we are on a couch in a dimly lit room. Her face is full of red gashes, but she doesn’t seem to be in pain. She is telling me that I have to kill myself if I want to proceed onto a new dimension. I’m not sure what she means and I’m fearful of it as well.  Suddenly her body is headless, limp, and heavy. I am trying to move her, but not succeeding. There isn’t much blood.

Her head is back. She is beautiful, unmarred by the gashes that were on her face earlier.  I explain that I will not proceed with the suicide…I am not ready. She smiles and kisses me on the check.

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Little monsters are invading my house. There are 3 of them. I’ve seen them before in my dreams. They are the size of wine corks (just a little thicker), and they look like truncated crocodiles. They have very long sharp white teeth and have large eyes. They are unnatural neon colors: blue, green, and pink. They could bite one’s finger off easily.  I set them on a food tray, and press down on them with my fingers in such a way to make sure they can not open their mouths.  I’m setting them free outside.  ♨