Dreamfinger

Had a dream of zombies, but never did I see any. Saw the fallout of abandoned schools and office buildings. Ran through them and made my way up and down the brightest, tallest wooden staircases while children would run past in horror. Met people, and slept in their vans, and on water-slides, till those unforeseen ghouls would make me run again. Later I was living in the swamps of my old backyard and could see myself from my bedroom window. Everything in that dream felt like snow and hungry wolves and rifles and made me feel like this all day.

people refer back to an image in order to have a direct experience of the reality because they've been prepared

G Crewdson