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Post by king arthur on Jan 14, 2008 19:44:39 GMT -4
Had a dream few nights ago: The premise is that there is some intergalactic war out in space somewhere between humans and another race (or even more than one other race maybe, I'm not sure). So I'm your regular average joe, just taking a trip on an airliner - I mean spaceliner (a spaceship, yeah? ) - and things get more and more hectic as the flight goes on and eventuall the ship gets captured. It was just a small transport vessel. Right, so usually I'm all gung ho about dying instead of suffering in some torture chamber of some sort, but this time I decide (for some reason) that I want to live and be tortured. So they capture me and another guy. Everyone else I think is dead at this point. (Intermission: On board there was some sort of galactic map and showed little starcraft-style units runing around like a general might be looking at to see the flow of battle or something. I actually saw the 'enemies' crush all of the defenses and come up on the ship. There were a LOT of them) Ok, so now I'm on their homeworld... or somewhere. Thinking about it, I'm probably not on their home planet. Probably on some penal colony elsewhere in space. ... and I'm about to be tortured. Why? I don't know. They just want to torture me. I speak with the other prisoners and they say tha tthese particular aliens' torture techniques are especially brutal. First thing they do is stick (hypodermic) needles into you to inject some chemicals. Maybe for experiments or something. Then there were 2 or 3 other things but I forgot them. So the torturer comes into the room and sticks me with a few needles. I could -feel- the needles pricking at me and stuff. I actually woke up from the feeling a few times, but I was so tired (I remember looking at the time, thinking I should get up, and falling back asleep) and I popped right back into the same dream. So this goes on, the torturer guy comes in a few times, sticks me with needles and the like. I talk to him a few times about the aliens' language and whatnot. He was actually a nice guy except that his job was to torture the prisoners. Heh heh... Last thing I remember is being pricked by an especially painful needle and waking up for good. Why didn't you try to kill them, you have the power to destroy them. Remember you have god status, you are able to kill the aliens.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 14, 2008 22:15:14 GMT -4
Ahh, but he was such a nice guy. Not that I was thinking about my godhood, either. It slipped my mind, I guess.
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Post by king arthur on Jan 15, 2008 22:48:26 GMT -4
Now you can tell people you have been adoped by aliens.
Won't that be cool!
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 15, 2008 22:49:19 GMT -4
*shrugs* It wasn't real, though. It'd be cool if it was REAL!
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Post by king arthur on Jan 17, 2008 0:37:13 GMT -4
Funny thing happened yesterday... There's a T.V. above the seat I usually sit in to eat dinner, so I can listen to the stuff that's going on in the news or whatever without blatantly watching it. I have this phobia of being caught doing anything... blatant. Regardless... Wheel of fortune was on yesterday, so in my mind for some reason I get this letter "C," so I'm thinking about it, and the girl goes "T" and the guy says there are no T's, so the next girl goes, spins, and says "C." There's a C. Then I go "H" in my mind, bemused. Next letter the girl says is "H." There's an H in the puzzle. Now I'm getting more than bemused. I'm interested. I say "L." The next letter the girl says I don't remember, but it was wrong. So I'm listening intently to the program, and there's a guy up next. He says "L." There's an L there too. This is when I got excited and I picked a letter that ended up being wrong. Just kinda funny how excited I got over this. I need the next lotto number in New York. ;D
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 17, 2008 11:36:08 GMT -4
Funny thing happened yesterday... There's a T.V. above the seat I usually sit in to eat dinner, so I can listen to the stuff that's going on in the news or whatever without blatantly watching it. I have this phobia of being caught doing anything... blatant. Regardless... Wheel of fortune was on yesterday, so in my mind for some reason I get this letter "C," so I'm thinking about it, and the girl goes "T" and the guy says there are no T's, so the next girl goes, spins, and says "C." There's a C. Then I go "H" in my mind, bemused. Next letter the girl says is "H." There's an H in the puzzle. Now I'm getting more than bemused. I'm interested. I say "L." The next letter the girl says I don't remember, but it was wrong. So I'm listening intently to the program, and there's a guy up next. He says "L." There's an L there too. This is when I got excited and I picked a letter that ended up being wrong. Just kinda funny how excited I got over this. I need the next lotto number in New York. ;D So do I! 10 - 24 - 36 - 54 - 21 - 49.. is that enough numbers?
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Post by king arthur on Jan 20, 2008 14:03:59 GMT -4
I need the next lotto number in New York. ;D So do I! 10 - 24 - 36 - 54 - 21 - 49.. is that enough numbers? If I win, I will share some percentage with you.
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Post by king arthur on Jan 20, 2008 14:07:31 GMT -4
Had a dream about going to Javascriptman221's house and his mother got in a fight with my aunt over something she did. And it had to do with what's acceptable social behavior for Russian people versus what's acceptable social behavior for Americans. I can't say all the details of the dream because it would give away some of his personal life which isn't mine to tell you guys about. More or less it was just a bad dream. Everyone was stressed out and stuff. It wasn't nice. And for some reason, they were moving around christmas decorations. What are the acceptable Russian social behaviors? Give me some examples, I am curious to know. ;D It is interesting to know other cultures.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 20, 2008 16:17:36 GMT -4
It's too much to explain and I don't think I'm smart enough to figure it all out anyway...
Lots of intricacies and stuff. The thing my aunt did was joke about something and I forgot what it was, but the other person got angry.
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Post by king arthur on Jan 20, 2008 20:47:33 GMT -4
Krash, you are a "no-help." It is like..."I went to a place not sure where, saw a person looks like a man, his name I forgot, and I lost the time when did I get home."
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 21, 2008 0:34:54 GMT -4
Krash, you are a "no-help." It is like..."I went to a place not sure where, saw a person looks like a man, his name I forgot, and I lost the time when did I get home." Yeah well it was a dream and I can just barely remember it. I remember it had something to do with a camera... or a video camera. Yeah I think my aunt brought a video camera or something, and took some batteries off of a table, but that doesn't make sense to me how that's acceptable behavior. Maybe I was wrong in the analysis that it was what was acceptable in Russian vs. American life.
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Post by king arthur on Jan 29, 2008 22:32:36 GMT -4
Had a dream that I was in a tropical resort that at the same time was my college. So I was with all my college people at a tropical setting, but it was still college. First I was in my room with two other people (we were apparently roommates). We were getting ready to go out. Some plumber comes into the room and he smells really bad and he does something. Then he looks at my friend's laptop and he asks him why he used up so much bandwidth and all that. My friend explains that it's for schoolwork and stuff and eventually the plumber leaves us alone. So we go outside and I left my key in my room. I ask my friend to borrow his key to go back to our room and get my key. Then he realizes he forgot the key also! So I ask our other roommate. He says he forgot it too. Great... We go back to our room. We're going up the stairs and it's really crowded. The building starts to shake violently. We get to our room eventually and it's still shaking violently. At some point we had to climb up balconies, so when I got there, I was on the balcony of the top floor (next to our room) and the place was shaking so badly I was afraid to fall off. My friends have gotten their keys and IDs at this point, so they start climbing back down, while I'm on the balcony scared to move. I woke up then. I wonder what cause the shaking.
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Post by krashlanmar on Jan 29, 2008 23:20:36 GMT -4
I'll tell you why in P.M. 'cause it's kinda profane.
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Post by nadia on Jan 31, 2008 21:39:26 GMT -4
Poor koalas...
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Post by king arthur on Feb 2, 2008 16:27:48 GMT -4
Krash, think this morning... could around 4 or 5 a.m.
I saw a baby, while in kingdom of the gods. Around one year old, because I was your grandfather when kingdom of the gods was formed. I told the baby, "I am your father." Actully, I said it wrong, I was your grandfather.
I reached your left hand, and you were touching mine. Think if you remember it.
I think the baby could be you. But I am not positive.
Think if you had met someone in astral either appeared like my avatar or Jesus looks alike person or I appeared as your father on earth?
Think anyone touched your hand in astral this morning. ;D
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