Smut and Surrealism

I went to sleep sober last night, which is always a recipe for disaster (paging Doug Standhope..)

This dream was completely lucid. The dream had a lot of facets, but the most important was the last scene. I was in a library that had a series of scrolls with Chinese writing on them, books everywhere. Five books were sitting on the floor, some were open, some were not. I couldn’t read any of the writing. A young Chinese woman behind the desk at the library told me that I was about to embark on a quest. If I chose incorrectly, I would die. My first task was to find a Chinese text in the library called ‘The Book of Cats’. I was given a short sword and told that I needed to find one syllable in the book, one portion of a character that would be correct and mark that character with the sword. If I chose correctly, I would move on to the next challenge. If I chose the wrong syllable, any wrong syllable, I would be killed. I was then informed somewhat kindly to choose quickly and not to make the library stay open forever for me. I ran through tearing through the books, but I couldn’t read anything, because well, it was all in Chinese. I began growing panicked, knowing that I would choose incorrectly and that I would die. So I started to look for exits. At first I ran in a circle through the building and came back into the library, and the librarian chuckled at me and shook her head as if she’d seen someone try to run before. Mind you, I was lucid, so I was doing this with my full mind. I was thinking to myself “this is a dream, there has to be a way out of here, I was in other parts of this building in this dream before I came here”. I found a way out finally, through a window. I ran out of the building and found a restaurant, got some food, then found a bus stop. I sat down at the bus stop and then I saw two figures approaching. It was two Chinese men dressed as warriors. I leaned back on the bench and looked at them.

“You’ve come to kill me, right?”

“Yes”

“Okay. Go ahead”.

I closed my eyes.

I woke up gasping like I had been holding my breath underwater.