The Harvest

Date: 9/1/2019

Yesterday I had a very odd dream... I was a farmer; my neighbors were also farmers. I remained the same me not redneck, but a smaller modern day farmer in somewhere similar to Lancaster PA. This was also in sometime in the 1900s. I was being paid to plant some corn on my neighbors property, and selectively removing weaker pieces to change them out. I’m working doing such, and I spot a weaker oddly shaped plant. I rip it out and throw it into the bin. My neighbor comes over and yells at me saying “don’t touch that one. It is special take it outside of where we are planting crop and put it in the middle.” He continued to go on saying; “This plant is special it will grow onto do great things, and it will protect our land.” At the time in the dream, I thought it was a complete crock of shit and just went along with it. I planted it, then finished the rest of the days work. This is where the dream gets odd; I go to sleep in the dream then wake up. Obviously time has changed maybe months have past. All I know is that it is harvest. I drove down the rode to go maintain the crop and make sure all is good. On the main entrance to our trail leading to the crop I was blocked from the gate. My neighbor following behind me. For some reason now he is a bipedal animal (I want to say a dog but I can’t remember). His lower jaw looked at if you cracked a glass figurine and had a shell on the outside with the actual jaw on the inside. He began to talk; my reaction was normal as if this was going on for longer than I expected. He began to talk about animals always being mute but finally being able to communicate with humans. He went on to talk about my wife and kid and I immediately got hostile. Then he eased me by saying this season has been hard on her and taking care of the kid, previously I thought he was saying something pertaining to an affair. After this, I we arrived at that wounded special crop. It had grown tremendously to a somewhat inflated skeleton. It had an outer layer as if it was a blow up bouncy house with details on it as the feature of the skeleton. A different pig arrived (bipedal and similar to the dog neighbor). The dog and I began to talk to the crop and I want to say it’s name was Easter? I then was interrupted by the pig; it was obvious to me that we had a relationship before, but he was an absolute idiot. He was a stupid pig; he pushed me towards Easter and said “Make me bigger”. I said something back, but I can’t remember... My alarm went off seconds later.