Wednesday, October 12, 2005

every sperm is sacred

okay, it's noon and i just got out of bed. listen, i'm sick as a dead dog and i had awful dream. i couldn't get out of it even when i woke up to change positions.
i dreamed i was in Afghanistan. i don't know exactly why i was there, but it was not for a vacation. some kind of humanitarian thing. i found myself running from the taliban. THE SAME TALIBAN Bush tried to remove from that country. the Taliban was on a major "get-rid-of-all-women-especially-foreigners" mission. so, i ended up running with a couple other women. we WANTED to get out of the country, but the taliban would not let us leave. they didn't want us, but we couldn't leave. they wanted to fuck with us. so, we would run and get caught several times during this dream.
in the final segment, i was "rescued" by an old, white, male missionary worker. he was creepy. very. he did keep us from being beaten. he had some kind of influence over the taliban members which i couldn't understand because he was a christian fundamentalist. a bible thumping fundamentalist. he and some iman, was teaching very young boys how to masturbate with and into empty water bottles. they were all naked and the creep was explaining how to masturbate to very young boys. maybe 5,6,7,8 years old. he later tried to tell me some bullshit story...taliban members were only allowed to screw their wives when they wanted to procreate and for no other reason, therefore, men needed a way to "relieve" the pressures of daily life so they had to have a way to do it. to relieve themselves. the creep never used the word masturbate and when i suggested that was exactly what he was teaching these boys to do and wasn't it against his religious beliefs, he emphatically denied he was teaching them masturbation. he was teaching them how to relieve themselves AND save the sperm that is not to be "spilled" on the ground. (shades of "Every Sperm is Sacred"). yeah. right. i asked him why teach boys so young and he said, they have to "get" them young to instill the correct beliefs early and often. creep. i'm so creeped out, i feel all scummy and i was the "victim" (along with the boys) in the dream. yuck. and i won't be drinking from a Dasani water bottle, because that was the brand of empty bottle they were using. blech.

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