the jungle

i had this dream the other day.


there was a community, that was forced to move into the tree tops in a giant metal box.
inside this box was very metalic. everything was synthetic except for the tattered clothes we wore. on the outside of this metal box was a vast ominous jungle. deep and dark. it held our fear and our hatred. it also held our food. we were confined in this town inside a metal box because the jungle was hazardous. but as much as we hated it, we loved it because even though it brought us death it also brought us all the things we needed for life.
every day every indivdual had to go out of this metal box and gather their food. if you didnt go into the jungle you starved to death. there were ropes that you had to grab onto. you must gather your food while holding onto the rope which is constantly zooming throught out the jungle. if you fell from the rope, you were presumed dead. hardly anyone could ever find a way back up to the metal box once fallen in the jungle and those who did were never quite the same.
and if you didnt go insane from the fog and the darkness you would die from the monsters. every year the jungle took some one at random. whether they were in the jungle or not with out warning the jungle dragged them down towards the ground slowly and stedily. it didnt matter who they were what they did or how old they were. but everyone knew it could be them one day.
I had gone into the jungle. holding onto my rope i flew throught the jungle looking for any means of food. i hadn't eaten in a couple days and i was so incredibly hungry. i saw food and reached for it to pluck it from the vine and it wouldnt let go. and since the rope was moving so quickly and was not going to be stopped it left me. all i had to hang onto was this massive mellon looking fruit. dangeling from the jungle itself i lost strength and i fell. i fell so far that i didnt think the ground would ever come. but it did. and i started to panic i could still see the ropes with my people zooming past but some how i knew they could not here me. i was terribly afraid. my heart was going like a drum and my ears throbbed with its beating. all the sudden i see a man with dark skin and burgandy tatterd clothes flying on a rope. he held the rope with one hand and in the other he heald another long rope it had a hook on the end of it and i grabbed it. this man saved me. later he and i were sitting on his bed. in a pure and loving silence. there was no lust, there was just pure love. i felt safe in the arms of my rescuer. and then he startes sinking. he sinks into the bed. and then into the floor and then into the jungle. the jungle was taking him. i try to hold him keep him with me but he is at peace. as if he knew it was going to happen. i was heartbroken of all the people the jungle could have taken it took my the person who saved me. my savior.