I live on the east coast, and woke before dawn from a nightmare. I dreamed I was in a crowded theater, maybe 15-16 rows from the back. Suddenly someone yelled fire, and while I saw no flames, I did see smoke. For a moment I thought it was some sort of performance art until I heard screaming. I dropped to the floor with my companion, completely terrified. It was dark, there was a horrible smell I couldn't identify that burned the back of my throat. And I woke with a word. Joker.
Nightmares are not that terribly unusual for me. So I used my usual thought stopping techniques and made myself go back to sleep. When I woke this morning, I had a premonition that it was imperative to check the news. That's when I saw the articles pouring in from Colorado. I am in awe of the power of the collective unconscious. May goddess comfort all touched by this tragedy.
