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Dreams of arks. Coming floods that wipe out most of our world. Walls of water as high as mountains.

Ancient treasure found buried in the sand.

Ancient sage with news of coming spiritual birth.

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These days everyone's a seer.

It's a good job I don't have to make a living doing it.

There's too much competition.

I daydream mostly now.

You wouldn't believe the dreams I have.

I am told the news is all good, though.

We shall see.

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Waterproofing the invention of the android dog is fraught with difficulties in this madcap but heartwarming episode of dreaming under the sea.

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I used to bounce around our caravan on a space hopper.

Dreaming under the sea?

Much wisdom is to be gained from an exploration of the deep layers of the mind, which are to some the unconscious regions.

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I did not interpret my dreams that I was a seer.

I see the dreams more about my life.

Spiritual rebirth. Endings. Beginnings.

Anything with water reminds me of God. The treasure I found might have been my own soul buried beneath the layers of toxic filth I picked up early in life.

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I did not interpret my dreams that I was a seer.

I see the dreams more about my life.

Then you are a seer.

It's all about your life, sw.

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I dream whilst awake.

I dream whilst asleep.

I dream of the Dark Crystal.

I hum.

I wonder when folk will start to believe I am a real mystic.

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Dreams are just so fuckin' weird.

I mean, sometimes in the middle of the night, half asleep/half awake, I'll know what I'd been dreaming, say to myself "Wow...No Way am I going to forget THAT dream" and in the morning it dissolves into nothingness, nary a trace left behind, only a vague feeling.

There have been a few times in my life, the memory of a dream remained vivid with strong feelings and the results life changing.

We won't go into those right now.

I want to talk about last nights dream, which was one of those I only wish I could recall, but the feelings left behind have sent my mind into a whirl.

I've spent quite a bit of time reading blogs and comment sections (seems to have become my favorite past time these days...comment sections of blogs, that is) and posting here about pipeline explosions, Texas fertilizer plant explosions, martial law, Boston bombings, Sandy Hook shootings, pedophilia and of course ChunkyMark videos...and somehow I thought I had somewhat of a grasp of what was going on...but Fuck!!! I woke up this morning with a head full of What ifs.

Like... What If the Texas fertilizer explosion was to be rid of the dangerous explosive materials stored there...to keep it away from who? Are any of these other explosions acts of sabotage and would they tell us if they were? What If the troopers searching houses door to door are looking for stashes of guns, ammo, etc, as if a violent revolution was in the making? (or just pot plants) Who is behind all of the chaos? For what purposes? Is it one 3 letter agency against another agency? Against the military? Is it the Gov. against the people? Is it the Gov. against Cheney and the mob? Are there ANY Good Guys at all? Anywhere? And will Alex Jones and Glen Beck please just stfu?

I'm ready to go on hiatus.

Man, your dream raised some great questions.
Don't go on hiatus, dude. Ask those questions!!!!

Although I usually wish to God I could better remember my dreams, I realized just now that perhaps it's better that I don't. Especially considering the profound effect they can have on my waking life when I can remember them.

Still ....

I am dreaming about becoming the professional educators. I just wonders if some one dream like that. Being a professional educators so that I could teach effectively and more perfectly in my future and also could be the good role model.

In my dream last night, Vladimir Putin gave me a puppy.

I guess we were in the Kremlin, or someplace very much like the Kremlin, and he was sitting at a large wooden table writing a letter or signing his name or something, and yeah...he gave me a puppy.

That's all.