posted on Mar, 1 2011 @ 01:44 PM
I had a really crazy dream --last night-- about guns and police. I wondered if I should make a thread about it, then decided nawwww. Firstly, I am
someone who has really no interest in guns and gun issues, I do not own one. I actually don't like them, and everytime a new terror surfaces about a
public mass shooter, I wish guns would be outlawed.
So in this dream, which was quite realistic, the sensations, (lucid, I suppose) someone handed me an old old purse of mine, that I had forgotten
about, for years. We were standing in the hallway of an apartment building (not mine). I opened the purse and saw the only item within, was this
long silvery shiney 38 caliber revolver with a black new shiny grip. I picked it up and was messing with it, not knowing that it was fully loaded and
cocked. I was aiming it up toward the cieling above an apartment door, and mistakenly --shot-- !!! It, BOOM! GOD, it was so real, the blast, the
kick, some smoke, a spent cartridge, I guess, and I could see like x-ray through the door, a young women nearly jump out of her shoes with startle. I
began crying and grimmacing, "I did not mean to, I did not mean to, but someone in this background said they called the police. The cops came and we
all stood around talking about what happened and why. Finally, I learned that I was not to be punished, but they said, "We are taking away this gun
of yours." Good. I don't care.
WHY IN THE H**L WOULD I DREAM THAT???