Okay, so snakey and snakeful aren’t truly words, but they are from where we come from. And for that matter, apparently to other people on the Internet by a simple google search.
I had a long, long, dream filled with snakes, and more snakes. Everywhere. About everything. Trying to outwit, outsmart, and get away from snakes. Every kind of imaginable snake. Uggh. And it wasn’t just me, because of course, I was with a group of others, young and old, and we were all trying to get away, hide, outsmart, outwit, and kill these freaking snakes. We were trying to find safety, but there wasn’t any, because every safe place was filled with some hidden snake around the corner (not literally as they were hidden everywhere) or snakes coming after us. It was a horrid dream.
And there was more to the plot, but that pales in comparison to the snakes. Huge, ugly, yucky, very smart snakes. Snakes that eventually somehow magically and disgustingly got inside people. Snakes that began controlling a city of people, but people didn’t know it at first. They just thought things were suddenly back to normal, well, some of them at least. For some weren’t as snakey and bad as some of the other snake people. See these snakes got inside people, and the bad ones (bad snake people), well, they had their agenda. The other ones (clueless snake people), they didn’t know what happened to them, just that suddenly they were awake and things were crazy looking on the outside (like things were messed up by snakes having taken over everywhere, but they thought that was over and now they were putting things back together). So the snakes were now inside people and walking around looking as if people, but they were really snakes. And the bad ones were trying to keep their snake people infestation growing and to keep the truth from the ones who didn’t know about the bad snake people and what was going on. Meanwhile, I/we knew about the bad snake people and I was trying to pretend like I was the clueless one who had a snake in me, but I had to be very careful because the bad snake people might catch on that I was pretending and hadn’t been infested by the snakes and was just clueless. I had to pretend I was stupid and not trying to outwit, outsmart, and prevent the bad snake people from going further with their plans. I knew there were ways to kill the snakes. I knew there were ways to stop them from going further with their taking over the world plan. I also knew there were ways to kill them (the snakes) inside the people but somehow the people themselves live. I just was trying to figure it out. And I had to get the clues and get the information, while having no idea what the answer was, while also appearing “safe” to the bad people, so that they didn’t catch on to what I was up to.
So that was the crux of the dream. Everything else is a blur in the memory. Just snakes. And bad people. And bad snake people who look like regular people. We hate snakes. We also hate spiders and bugs, but especially spiders.
We wrote more but can’t post it right now. So wanted to post this much that we’ve written.