Ghostmonkies!

I had a couple of dreams last night, and one this morning while I was awake. The first one is pretty sketchy. I think it was a continuation of my "Chosen One" story. You know, the one where I die and am then waiting in a long line for hell and I choose a rune which is engraved on my chest by an invisible tattoo pen and then am sent to kill serial killers on Earth. Yeah, well, I dreamed a little bit about the "Council" that decides who goes to "Heaven" or "Hell". Well, I think they were once good honest people, but now they are corrupt with the power of peoples' fate, just like Richard suggested. Also, there is one person on this council that isn't totally bad. She is the one who picks a few people every crop to fight "evil" on Earth. She picked me because of my wild imagination, who could believe that? Well, they sent me on another killing quest. This time, I was thrown into a pool. You all know that scared the shit out of me. I was freaking out and someone saved me. They pulled me out and were looking at my rune marking on my chest when I came to. I said thank you and then ran looking for something terrible, but it was in the middle of the day. It was an apartment complex. I ran around for a second and didn't see anything. I thought maybe I was free, but then some car pulled around the corner going too fast and ran into me. Thankfully, I landed on the hood with minimal damage and I looked at the drivers. This guy was screaming at me to get off his hood and then he pulled a gun. I then realized that the police were following him. He tried to get me off his windshield, but he couldn't aim and shoot at the same time and ended up blowing holes in his roof. I was freaking out because this guy couldn't see and I didn't know what to do. I tried kicking the windshield but that did nothing. The guy made the mistake of sticking his head out of the car and tried to shoot me. Just then, we went over a speed bump. A few seconds later, the cops went over it too and then the guys head kinda blew up. The cop following us was trying to shoot out the tires and when he went over the bump, he accidently hit the guy in the back of his head with a bullet. I was kinda dumbfounded because I had never seen a guy's head get blown away. I then turned to look where the car was careening off to and It was heading straight for a brick wall. I screamed and then was transported back to "Hell". The guy who saved me at the pool grabed me and told me that if he ever had to go back to Earth to save my ass again, he would kill me. He then threw me into my cell and I fell asleep. Back on Earth, the car had run into a Post Office. I don't know the significance, but there is probably one. That dream ended.

My second dream wasn't so action packed. It has to do with the title of this blog. Yes, there were Ghostmonkies running around in my dreams. For some reason, I had moved into a house that was haunted. No excuse, just did it. Anyway, I was trying to sleep and I kept hearing these noises. It came from the kitchen. I went in there and my pots and pans were flying everywhere. I was like "WTF?" and then a big pile of Ghostmonky ectoplasm was thrown at me. A lot more followed, and I was like, "Oh shit, I've got Ghostmonkies in my house." Then I started to try to live with them, but they didn't make life easy. They kept grabbing my toothbrush in the morning, they pissed in my shoes, they ate my lunch and worst of all they slit my tires. They also started to sleep in my bed with me. They always took the covers. Finally, I moved out, but before I left, I put a big sign on the house that said, "BEWARE OF GHOSTMONKIES." I think a Ghostgorrilla followed me home because it kept trying to talk to me in sign language, that's when I woke up.

The last dream wasn't really a dream. I woke up and went to the bathroom. While I was trying to wake up, the black letters kept clouding my vision. I thought it would be a cool story is someone woke up one morning and they had Japanese characters floating in front of there eyes. But they didn't go away with blinking. He then would realize that somehow, these characters were tatooed on his eyes. This would make him crazy because he couldn't see much and when he tried to call someone to help, he couldn't read the phone book. So finally somone would come over to his house when he didn't go to work and they would be freaked out because he's got Japanese characters tatooed on his eyes. His friend would try to find someone who knew Japanese language and lore. The guy would come over and try to read the words but it was hard and only the I could read it because it was tatooed on my eyes. The wierd Japanese guy would then try to kill me because of this old legend that said this would happen, but I'm not Japanese and this should only happen to a desendent of a Samurai. The legend tells that the one given "the words that block out sight" would one day save the world. I would have to learn to fight like a Samurai, read like a Samurai, and then I would be able to save the world. When I had finally trained long enough, and learned Japanese by brail and spoken word. I read what was written upon my eyes. I don't know what it said yet, but what a great exposition huh?

Please tell me which one you all like better. My mind is so full of crap, it needs to be rated.