i'm a badass in my dreams. i don't get scared by what i should be. such as the time i embraced death from the nuke china sent to toronto. or that van that fell into the water. my latest is when i saw a guy walking down the street that symbolized to me someone that could take care of anything. he was not easy to scare. but he was scared this time of something. in that dream type of wordlessness he was able to convey to me what direction the thing was that he was afraid of. i decided i needed to find it, so i could kill it. why? i don't know. i guess it just seemed appropriate. and i think, but i'm not sure i met the thing, and it was one of those scary things without form, such as a demon wind. but i don't know. anyway, i don't get scared of these things for some reason.