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Was in Polson, the backyard. The tent was set up and I was hanging out inside.

I heard screams and people running down the street. I get out and look outside — there’s a huge grizzly bear chasing this man. I think the guy shot at it, which angered the bear greatly.

The man climbed up one of the trees on the side street, the bear also climbed up. I tried to be a distraction, throwing rocks and yelling at the bear. Didn’t work so much.

The man and bear started wrestling in the top of the tree — I think I saw the man get bit. I ran inside and called the police. When I went back outside it was pitch dark. There were stars everywhere. I forgot I locked the back door so I was locked out.

Scared, I waited for the police to show up, half expecting an angry bear to jump out of the darkness and eat me alive.

I was going to wait until tomorrow to throw this up here, but sleep is eluding me at the moment. So, in order to take my mind off of sleep, I’ll type up the dream I had this morning!

I was a preacher and I ran a church camp for kids. The kids gathered around fire and did rituals wih garlic and onions. A lot of the time there was pain involved — kids got burned — onion juices in the eyes and and such.

The most disturbing part was the end. I got up in front of the crowd of around 3,000 and started preaching… “How many of you felt the pain of Jesus while working in the fire? Applaud for me louder if your pain was more intense!”

Applause — LOUD applause.

“That is the pain of JESUS CHRIST,” everyone said it with me.

I said a bunch of stuff about hellfire, the apocalypse, death, etc. I sounded just like the freaks on channel 42.

By the end they had figured out that I was a fraud and the auditorium cleared out, during my maniacal preacher-laughter. Mom and Dad were infuriated and they said they would chase me and Karl. We rushed off the stage and jumped in Mom’s car. I got in the backseat first, the engine was in neutral so the car started rolling. I jumped out and got into the front seat in time to stop for a guy on a bike, who was crossing the street. Got the car started, road away.

Woke up.