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    View Poll Results: Do your dreams always end just before they get REALLY good?

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      Random dream journal entry (nonlucid, but interesting!!)

      Well it's late and I have nothing better to do, so I thought I would regale everyone with a random nonlucid dream journal entry. (Don't worry, it's an interesting one -- Yay!) Just to warn ya, it's a long one, might wanna grab a soda...

      So to begin the dream, I'm packing up to go somewhere, apparently rather hastily... Why you ask? Well the simple answer to that lies in a small box I'm tinkering with... What's the box? Glad you asked! It's nothing other than a homebrewed nuclear weapon!! The timer is set for 30 minutes... It should be enough time to evacuate the neighboorhood and get out safely... But wait! The people I'm waiting for seem to be taking forever to get ready!! Why oh why aren't they hurrying? Don't they know a Hiroshima sized nuke is about to go off in... OH NO 21 minutes!! Hurry up dammit; leave your trinkets behind!! Finally at 17 minutes we get out to the street... Everyone has already packed up and is beginning to leave... To the remaining stragglers I give the time remaining over the megaphone -- "YOU HAVE 15 MINUTES AND 47 SECONDS TO GET OUTSIDE THE 12 MILE SAFETY ZONE!" ... Damn stragglers... Nuclear weapons are nothing to play around with!!! So we finally get to the road, luckily there's no traffic, and we blaze along well over 90... No cops to worry about here! They won't dare stop me for speeding inside the safety zone... Oh it's go-time, we stop, and jump out to watch the explosion... I hand everyone thier goggles and look at my watch... 3...2...1...0....

      *BOOM!!!* . . . . . . Kinda disappointing... Most of the blast is hidden behind a building in the way!! Damn, I wonder if the blast was strong enough for our purpose... In case not, I start designing a new nuke... Much bigger and more badass, definately won't be disappointed with this firework!! ... But wait, there's no time for this!! I have to get to the dinner party with the CEO of that big television network... yeah, you know the one, that one... So anyway, the CEO has some bad news at the dinner galla, his company is going bankrupt!!! Why oh why is this happening?! The investors all lament!! What other reason could it be, than my "unhelpful" detonation of a nuclear weapon... Apparently it's the final nail in the coffin for this TV network... Oh sure, blame me... It's *YOUR* fault for not being able to manage the company, jackass... But of course this galla has a hidden agenda for our sly entrepreneur... He takes the opportunity to announce his candidacy for president!!! Wow those CEOs have it great... Run a company... Run it into the ground, get to make even more millions running for president afterwards!! Blah, these dinner gallas make me sick... Time to leave...

      In the hallway... What's this? Some JROTC cadets!! Oh! And they're from my old Highschool!!! Blah, this one cadet sucks! His uniform is all ragged every which way, and wait a second! That's not even a JROTC shirt! It doesn't even have the shoulder belts!!! WTF kinda cadet are you?!

      "The worst one I've seen in some time!" --> Oh wow! It's my old ROTC instructor from highschool too! What brings ol' Sergeant Major out here? Ahh, come to check up on what I'm up to, and to tour my workplace huh?

      It finally becomes apparent why we had to detonate a nuclear weapon in my conversation with Sgt. Major...

      These days I'm the trusted caregiver for some very important, super intelligent trees named the Ai-shakari. These tall, majestic trees with with their sparkling cobalt blue leaves live in an odd symbiosis with man... Choosing to share their wisdom and communicate with us through their root systems... Many a time I've walked the massive labyrinth of caverns, filled with the roots of the Ai-shakari, watching people in silent meditation entangled in the roots, sharing the deep wisdom and knowledge of the Ai-shakari... And I'm the one charged with their sacred protection... At least, I used to be... I wonder if they survived the blast? I wonder what survived the blast... Hopefully the detonation proved to accomplish it's goal... The destruction of the parasitic bugs that have plagued the Ai-shakari as of late.. Fiendish creatures they are! About the size of a dog, black and gold and red, with pointy legs and clear wings... Nasty creatures! Their infestation had reached epidemic levels...

      I continue the story as Sgt. Major, myself, and his group of JROTC cadets pass through a specialized wash designed to remove the microscopic larvae of the vicious bugs as I lead them to the elevators that take us to the Ai-shakari caves...

      We've tried lots of things to get rid of the bugs, but you can't just use bug-b-gon on these creatures! Oh heavens no! In the end it became very apparent that only the massively high temperatures and super high (short term) doses of Alpha, Beta, and Gamma radiation would be enough to clear away these foul bugs... The Ai-Shakari assured us they would survive the blasts and be just fine, but I still had my reservations... Luckily now that we've destroyed most of the infestation, our new, ecological plan of using natural predators to control the bugs can be put into place... Ahh, here we are at last... I slide my cardkey through the door, and we enter a room...

      Just before we begin the tour, I ask Sgt. Major what has become of the other JROTC instructor from my old High School... He informs me that the Major was called to fight in Iraq... Imagine that! The old guy still has some fight left in him... I find that in the interim the Major was replaced with a new Master Sgt. whom I've never met... Oh well, nice to meet you, Master Sgt. Smith!! Alright, Mst. Sgt. Smith, please take half the cadets and go with my Japanese assistant here, she'll guide you through the rest of the tour... As for the rest of the cadets, you're with me and Sgt. Major... My other japanese assistant greets us in front of the two elevators... I begin to give both assistants instructions in japanese... everyone is impressed! Gee, I never really thought of my knowledge of japanese as being all that impressive... Oh well... Instructions are given, groups are assigned, and as we're getting ready to enter the elevators that lead directly to the caves.... I wake up!!!

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      Oh well, that's how the best of dreams crumble... I never even got to see the caves of the super intelligent trees I so loved caring for... I never got to share in their wisdom!!! Bah!!! I hate dream teases...

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      ^bump^
      "The best way to see how insane you really are is to read your dream journal..." -- DAL9000

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      Hehehe...

      *pets*

      I think this happens quite often to most.

      Did someone wake you up, or was it entirely random?

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