Weird Dreamscapes

The small girls ran across the red barren fields of mars, struggling to breathe and in such much pain. Above them unseen satellites traced their movement, waiting to strike them down with angry red light. Bu the girls were smart. Every 50 yards or so they threw small pieces of white bread as far forward as they could, where upon the single sparrows that each had nestled into her hair would eagerly take flight to it. As they flew, all the dumb pigeons that had clawed purchase wherever they could on the girls dresses and skin fluttered off to follow, going high in the air. It was this interference that had so far stopped the satellites from firing. Once all the bread was gone the birds would fly back, claw holds and draw blood from the girls and the whole thing would repeat itself. But the girls were fast running out of both breath and bread. It wouldn’t be long now.

Analize THAT SHIT Freud!