... of being a GUARDIAN!!!
Just some fan-art love for my upcoming movie that comes out in 8 days!!! AHHH!!!
I am so pumped!!
Yes that is me as an elf. :P
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Monday, November 12, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Scary Dream
Last night I was hanging out with my roomates and our friend Matt. Our conversation wondered to the shooting at V Tech on April 16, 2007 and just murder in general. And what it takes for someone to get to that point. And that is the only logical reason I can come up with to explain the dream I had last night, and even then it dosent make much sense. But it scares me that I would come up with stuff like this on my own... :(
Drawing #1 Drawing #2
Okay the dream opens with me in a house chasing someone. My brother Brandon and my roomate Ryan were there with me. It was very dark and we were chasing a zombie of sorts, weaving and winding through the house. I lead him to a door way where I somehow knew (dream logic) that my brother or Ryan (cant recall who) would be waiting on the other side of the door. The door opens and Brandon/Ryan was there with this massive saw-blade-gun (see drawing #1). He runs the gun through the Zombie into me! I protest, and he replies, "It's okay don't worry about it". When the zombie is dead I am left with 3 massive cuts (see attached drawing #2). The statement that, "It's okay" somehow brings me comfort and is all the reason I need to know why this mortal wound is not killing me.
Now I am covered in blood and need a shower. And I am apparently in my parents house because on my way to the shower I go through their bedroom into their bathroom. I then decide not to take a shower in there b/c I don't want to wake them up. I don't want to worry them about my massive dripping wounds. So I go outside to the shower and bath in the garden(WTEff?). We have a HUGE yard with hedges and such, and I can see the street far off into the distance, so I don't want to shower in the open so I opt for the bath.
Around now the panic sets in. Not that I am going to die, but that the nerves in my right arm might be severed. Which then would mean that I couldn't draw anymore. This thought coupled with the gory situation and being covered in blood finally starts to pull me out of sleep. My waking up process was so slow that I didn't realize it was all a dream until I was almost sitting up in bed (at 5:30am). Normally things of this nature are so obserd that I know its fake. But this was so real to me that I woke up from it in a slow panic.
Now I am covered in blood and need a shower. And I am apparently in my parents house because on my way to the shower I go through their bedroom into their bathroom. I then decide not to take a shower in there b/c I don't want to wake them up. I don't want to worry them about my massive dripping wounds. So I go outside to the shower and bath in the garden(WTEff?). We have a HUGE yard with hedges and such, and I can see the street far off into the distance, so I don't want to shower in the open so I opt for the bath.
Around now the panic sets in. Not that I am going to die, but that the nerves in my right arm might be severed. Which then would mean that I couldn't draw anymore. This thought coupled with the gory situation and being covered in blood finally starts to pull me out of sleep. My waking up process was so slow that I didn't realize it was all a dream until I was almost sitting up in bed (at 5:30am). Normally things of this nature are so obserd that I know its fake. But this was so real to me that I woke up from it in a slow panic.
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