I was taken to Castle Maldoror in Uruguay by what looked like a gang of death metal warriors. I distincly remember we approached the castle and it was epic. Like a scene from a blockbuster movie but real. The castle was on top of a sharp narrow mountain. It was evil, ancient looking and was surrounded by giant statues. They appeared to be tormented souls in water. There was an enormous river and waterfall around the castle.

Inside I was working on the crew of a movie starring Hollywood’s biggest female lead. The director was “rehearsing” with her understudy in order to get laid. They were in his office but it was made into part of the set. He was a butcher grinding meat. He took a big slab of beef and put it in a moldy tub before grinding. The understudy pointed out the mold and he said the grinder would take care of it.

There was some kind of huge metal skeleton being constructed by the crew. The director said “look at that beautiful monster, Pike. Get over there and help.” As I walked over I tried to focus on this intimidating set piece.

My field of vision became a blur and faded to darkness.

~ by m.londus.pike on March 23, 2010.

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Tags: castle, dreams, Maldoror, nightmares, Uruguay