Weird dream update

I am in a flat with my family. We are in the lounge of a very very tall building. I know it’s tall because I can see a fantastic city-scape from the large window.

Somehow I know there is a war of some kind on. People are afraid to walk the streets out of fear.

From the window I can see enormous lamp-posts that stretch into the sky. When the lamp-posts start to move, I realise that they are not lamp-posts, but the legs of enormous mechanical tripods with tank-like pods on the top. Out of one side is a protruding gun and out of the other is the body of Jim Bowen who hangs there, controlling the machine like some kind of freaky cyborg. All of the tripods have a Jim Bowen controlling them.

Jim is wearing a purple jumper, blue trousers and sensible shoes.

A tripod moves into view, right outside the window. Jim Bowen is looking into the window. The tank turret pod rotates and the tank gun breaks the window, aiming right at me. I’m pretty scared.

Then I wake up.

Add comment April 26th, 2004