Amen, the thunderbolt in the dark void....

Originally Posted by Cacophony

Yeah... something always seems to go wrong at the end of the world.

Speaking of the end of the world, here's a dream I had last night:

I'm in some sort of department store. You know, the kind equipped with hideously fashionable clothing of all kinds. I'm working there and looking through some garments hanging on a display rack. I notice there are miniature black holes in the tags. I take a closer look and see that there are definitely black holes there. If I put my finger close enough to touch it, I am sure that I will be sucked into a vortex of nothingness.

I go to the back of the store where, apparently all of us workers live. There are beds and showers, except the decor is very dungeon-esque. I get a phone call from a man who says he's from Alabama and I need to meet with him right away.

I leave immediately and meet him on a crowded street. I'd never seen him before, however I immediately know who he is. He's very tall, maybe 25 years old and is wearing a cowboy hat.

"Yeah, I love Alabama," he starts out, "It's a good place to get away from everything, you know?"

"Sure," I say.

"Well, you know the Alabama I speak of, correct?"

I give him a confused look.

"Here," he begins again, "let's get in my car and I'll show you."

We get into a sleek looking convertible and immediately take off. The car rises off the ground and soon we are rocketing through the solar system.

Apparently there's a planet named Alabama.

We land on a dusty looking road. There are quaint old-timey houses scattered about here and there. We approach a very grand looking one with a white picket fence. Everyone walks out of their houses at immediately the same moment to check their mail. Everyone is very upset because the government has sent them letters that says they owe money. Apparently their government knew I would be there. Instead of sending me a bill I got a giant back of money. Confused, I begin taking handfuls of the money and scattering it about all over the streets. Little children begin flocking to the ground and grabbing up the money that I am dropping. I empty the last of it onto the ground, glad to be rid of it.

I turn and go back towards the house. An older woman greets me and my Alabamian friend (In other news, Alabamian is a real word, spell checker doesn't underline it).

I need to get a password to enter the house. I call up my friend T and ask him for his password which he begrudgingly gives to me after a while of hounding him for it (the password escapes me).

We went upstairs and there was this very beautiful girl who put her arms around the Alabamian guy. He shrugged away from her and she looked as if she were going to burst into tears.

"This is your first time away from Earth?" He asks me, amused.
"Yeah," I reply.
"Well, let me show you this other place."
"Okay."

So again, we take off in his car down this highway of flying cars. This planet doesn't seem to be round. It's completely flat, like a disc and you can just drive right off the edge of it.

We go to this place on this other planet by the ocean. I can fly on this planet. We watch as all of the waste from the universe gets compacted into little squares and repackaged into I-don't-know-what. I remember hovering around this chain linked fence trying to figure out what was going on down there.

I think I woke up around here.