everything will be all right...someday

I had a strange dream last night, i wasn't in it, which in it's self is unusual, because I'm usually in all of my dreams. I dreamt that there were these two tribes, identical, but enemies. they did everything that the other did, from sacrifices, dances, chants, rituals, all at exactly the same time, in neighbouring little huts in one camp. Niether of them would save a man of their own tribe if he was bleeding to death. A woman came to meet these tribes, and in the back of one, a man blead, she tried to help him, but they pushed her away, and made her watch his rib cage fall out... This went on for centuries, generations of these two identical enemy tribes, until one day. The tribe that was furthest away from the entry to this camp had a leader, and this leader decided to change the way things were, so he turned their hut into a hotel. The hotel grew and was very well recieved, people fled from near and far to stay in this wonderful hotel. The leader of the hotel tribe, became the president of the hotel, and the rest of the tribesmen workers, and gradually the predisent became more and more consumed with his power and evil. He commited all sorts of murders and crimes against the other tribe, who, for once, hadn't followed their lead. One day he woke up to his daughter running in to the room, a little fat, pigtailed tribesgirl who told him that the army were outside with hundreds of guns. So they snuck over to the window and saw the army, thousands of them surrounding the hotel, the guests were evacuated and inside only the president and daughter stayed. Suddenly they were both much older (that can happen in dreams) and the daughter was a beautful wise girl, and the president and old decaying man in a wheel chair. The daughter told him she was leaving him, and so she left, leaving him alone in this grand hotel. Now he was evil so he knew that he'd figure something out without killing himself. he thought long and hard, holding his gun (which for some reason had a single bullet that was profesised (sp) would go off and shoot him in the leg) until he had an idea. the sneaky old man suddenly had the ability to walk, and so he changed into a workers uniform just as he heard the army break in. Sneaking around a secret set of stairs and behind them all, he tapped one on the shoulder who jumped with a start. Smiling in his creepy way, he said 'the presidents in there, go in and shoot him, do it quickly, he only has one shot, but he has perfect aim' and with that he ran out of the hotel. And that was it, the crazy, evil, decaying man got away with all of his murders, the other tribe was all killed by him, and i guess he had a happy ending. I get the feeling that this man will be reaccuring in more of my dreams...

I have no clue why i decided to blog that dream, it just stuck with me...lol...