Dream from 10/2/2012...

I'm in Philly. 
It's raining and dark. 
It must be about 9pm. 
I enter a large row home. 
Looks like a brownstone near Rittenhouse Square. 
It's filled with well-dressed people. 
Servants come out with platters. 
Each is placed on a separate pedestal in the center of the room. 
Human heads are on the platters. 
"Do you eat the brains," asks a female guest. 
Looks like she's in her 30s and she works out. 
Someone holds up a heart.
It's a cooked heart.
It's gray. Not bleeding.
"I like the heart myself." 
He begins eating it. 
Folks are slicing off parts of the heads as if they're lumps of deli meat. 
I approach a head that looks like Ted Kennedy. 
His eyes seem about to open.
His face is pink and needs a shave.
I try cutting a slice off of his left side, but I just can't do it. 
Suddenly I think, "Wait! This is cannibalism! 
This is how mad cow disease started. 
We can't do this!" 
But I see that I'm out-numbered. 
I leave.