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Hear No Evil

This is a very, very old nightmare fragment, perhaps one of the earliest dreams from my conscious memory. As such I remember only one single image of it, but for some reason that image sticks with me clearly.

That image...is of me, sitting on the floor in front of the TV. The room was dark but for the screen, which glowed brightly. The TV was right in front of me and I know that Steve Martin, the comedian, was on. He was just about to tell a joke. And...my mother and father were standing over me, pressing their hands to my ears as hard as they could while I stared up at the screen. I knew that they were protecting me from something...for Steve Martin was going to tell what could be the world's most frightening joke...and they didn't want me to hear it. Even while I just stared up at the TV as if without concern, I did feel a growing sense of dread that something bad was coming, no matter how hard my parents might try to shield me from it.

To this day this dream has me very perplexed. o_o



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