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Sunday, August 17, 2008 ... Posted at 9:31 PM

Strange Dreams
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Hm, so I had the most bizarre dream this morning. Well, two dreams to be precise. The first imagery I had conjured up in my mind was of my mother finding the blue box which I had my camera in ( in reality, I had lost them ... ) and when I opened up the box, there were TEN cameras that suddenly came to life. Unfortunately, that dream was cut short because my parents had rudely awakened me while they were noisily cooking breakfast outside.

I rolled over and went to sleep again. In retrospect, I kind of regret it because I had a nightmare right after.

Apparently, I was "blown" from the Earth and I found myself waking up in some strange and foreign planet where everything was made out of rusty metal. I explored the area and it was like this giant building that was abandoned. I finally found my first sign of life -- a young girl at a computer terminal. I asked her what had happened and where I was. She said something amongst these lines, "You were blown from the Earth ..." And I questioned, "Blown from the Earth?" She replied plainly, "Yes. The Earth is almost completely destroyed. Mexico, the continent ( well ... its not, but that is what she said ) is completely gone." I decided to go into this room and salvage what was left. When I turned on the lights I was in the Cunningham computer labs! Strangely, there were some computers that were completely intact and they were running even though the facility had no electrical source. Well, at least none that I could tell. So I salvaged all of the working computers and attempted to research what had happened to the Earth.

I don't remember what happened after that, but later I found myself in my room with a lamp above my head. It blinked and then it shut off. A voice in my head said to me, in a sneering way, that I had to live the rest of my life without modern technology. I was so afraid, I was thinking about alternative energy sources or something that could make surviving in this hell-like world more comfortable ... then I thought what it would be like to live and here and die alone.

I became so scared I pulled out my cellphone and decided to call my friends and to ask them where they were. Apparently I had gotten a hold of some people who said they were in a similar situation as I was ... yet they were too far away from me. Then I called Jasmine Singh, a friend of mines from high school/junior college. I asked her how she was and she replied that she was fine. I thought that was strange because I couldn't imagine her being very comfortable in this situation either.

I asked her where she was, and she told me that she was in Stockton. I was shocked and asked her, "How can you? The world is destroyed." She said something like this, "What are you talking about? Everything is fine here?" Then the voice faded and I was so scared and lost, the sky turned a bright magenta and I suddenly became really uncomfortable and started to have a hard time breathing. I dropped the phone and felt queasy. Before I knew it ... I had blacked out in the dream world, only to wake up in the real world where I shot straight up from my bed and looked around. I was confused ... for a minute I thought I was teleported home, but it took me awhile to realize that it was all ...

A dream.

See you on the other side, Space Rocker.

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