Thrawn
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Have you experienced any strange dreams recently? Do you even dream at all? It is said that we dream every day, but don't seem to rememberer them. Or actually do remember them, but forget more and more of it as the day progresses.
Last night I had a particularly strange dream, it just made no sense. Those psychologists out there, or dream "experts", you can pick this apart at will:
Last night I had a dream, it was one of the strangest dreams I ever had. It just made no sense. First it started off with what appeared to be a scene from the Simpsons, but not through a TV, but actually *in* the animation. Only the animation was sharper and a little more computer generated. It had Homer Simpson driving and speeding through narrow streets in what seemed to be a suburb in a foreign country, in a panicked frenzy. There was a graveyard nearby and the landscape was dominated by dead trees, coldness and mountains - it seemed like Romania or something. Well anyway, Homer enters an old abandoned house and he seems to be in a state of panic, wondering what do to. He suddenly meets Frankenstein.
All of a sudden, Homer Simpson disappears. The house disappears. I do not seem to be an observant any more, and find myself in my very own house in the living room. Frankenstein is there in the middle of setting up what appears to be three ovens planted in the wall, with no explanation of their purpose. He finishes installing them, and leaves, without saying anything. Curious, I look at one of the ovens - the door was transparent and inside I saw what appeared to have been a circular paper mashay object covering the door from the inside. I open that very oven - nothing inside except soot, something you'd find in a kiln. No sign of the paper mashay object. In fact the ovens were kiln sized, or maybe they were mini crematoriums? Who knows. I open the second one, and out falls a packet of Doritos nacho cheese corn chips. Open the third, the same thing happens. Doritos nacho cheese corn chips!
Suddenly, the electricity failed. There was a black out, the lights flickered back on, a black out, lights back on and then finally a sustained blackout. I wondered if it had anything to do with the ovens, and my dad suggested to check the master switches outside. When I opened the front door - it started to rain heavily. This was a cold and spiky rain, and I actually felt it on my skin as I ran to the side of the house to check the switches. All of them were on.
Then I woke up.
Last night I had a particularly strange dream, it just made no sense. Those psychologists out there, or dream "experts", you can pick this apart at will:
Last night I had a dream, it was one of the strangest dreams I ever had. It just made no sense. First it started off with what appeared to be a scene from the Simpsons, but not through a TV, but actually *in* the animation. Only the animation was sharper and a little more computer generated. It had Homer Simpson driving and speeding through narrow streets in what seemed to be a suburb in a foreign country, in a panicked frenzy. There was a graveyard nearby and the landscape was dominated by dead trees, coldness and mountains - it seemed like Romania or something. Well anyway, Homer enters an old abandoned house and he seems to be in a state of panic, wondering what do to. He suddenly meets Frankenstein.
All of a sudden, Homer Simpson disappears. The house disappears. I do not seem to be an observant any more, and find myself in my very own house in the living room. Frankenstein is there in the middle of setting up what appears to be three ovens planted in the wall, with no explanation of their purpose. He finishes installing them, and leaves, without saying anything. Curious, I look at one of the ovens - the door was transparent and inside I saw what appeared to have been a circular paper mashay object covering the door from the inside. I open that very oven - nothing inside except soot, something you'd find in a kiln. No sign of the paper mashay object. In fact the ovens were kiln sized, or maybe they were mini crematoriums? Who knows. I open the second one, and out falls a packet of Doritos nacho cheese corn chips. Open the third, the same thing happens. Doritos nacho cheese corn chips!
Suddenly, the electricity failed. There was a black out, the lights flickered back on, a black out, lights back on and then finally a sustained blackout. I wondered if it had anything to do with the ovens, and my dad suggested to check the master switches outside. When I opened the front door - it started to rain heavily. This was a cold and spiky rain, and I actually felt it on my skin as I ran to the side of the house to check the switches. All of them were on.
Then I woke up.






