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[Apr 8th 2009, 18:18] >>> THE BOMB |Approx. Age: 22|

I am in a field composed of dirt and dead grass, next to a large lone greenhouse, and there are tall buildings way off in the horizon to the mid-left of my vision. As far as I know there is a great black abyss behind me because I am not at all aware of what is there. I can feel the dirt beneath my feet kicking up as I walk. I feel afraid, yet not concerned that I am alone in a place that I have never actually seen before. I had good reason to be fearful…

Then, a bright flash in the horizon, to the right of the tall buildings, and behind the greenhouse I see to my right. Then a loud boom. I knew what this was and I knew I needed to move fast. Any moment now, there would be a blast wave that I did not want to experience, though I knew I didn’t have much of a choice. I started to run and fell to my knees, then proceeded to quick-crawl into running, towards the old large greenhouse. I got inside, the greenhouse was nearly empty aside from cob webs, some dead plants, dust, and a small crop plane hanging from the ceiling of the greenhouse (whether or not this is logical, I don’t know). I ducked into the left front corner of the greenhouse and held tight to a big metal bar. I got there just in time for the blast. It was like a train wreck all around me. I knew I was ducked and covered, yet could see the destruction around me anyhow. My vision seemed placed slightly above my body. Glass all around me broke, and fell from above. And the plane was coming down, crashing to the ground below. I could see the wing of it flying towards me. It missed me narrowly. When the blast was over I rushed outside to ruin. The sky turned to fire and haze and the city off in the distance was gone. I had to find my people, I had to warn them. There was soon going to be a second blast, I knew it as though someone had relayed to me, the plan. I was absolutely positive this wasn’t over and so I started to run off only to see a second bright flash…my heart sank, I ran for the greenhouse and everything went black.   [C]

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[Apr 8th 2009, 18:17] >>> THE ENTITY AND THE PLANET ||Approx. Age: 9-10||

THE ENTITY AND THE PLANET

When I was about 9, I lived in a cute blue house in Temple City, California. It had 2 large bedrooms, with a den, HUGE LIVING ROOM, high ceilings, and a big front porch that you would expect to see a man playing a banjo on a rocking chair sitting upon. The living room was my happy place; my second favorite adventure to the massive yard covered in tall grass and fluffy trees. Along the outside wall of the living room were 3 extremely large windows looking out into the front portion of the yard. The living room looked like a giant viewing room to nature, or at least it did to me. I had a futon in the middle of it, where I slept next to my pup dalmation, ‘Lady’. I always hated my room. It gave me a bad feeling.

In this house I had one of my favorite dreams, one of which I don’t necessarily know for sure whether it was really a dream or not. It felt and looked THAT real.

I woke in the middle of the night to an extremely bright light emanating from the yard, into my ‘viewing chamber’. I walked to the windows and saw, to my young mind, what looked like a giant glowing and slowly twirling planet. It’s a sight I find very difficult to describe because it was so beautiful, nothing I have had the pleasure to see in person since. It glowed white with little hints of yellow so brightly that it seemed like it should burn my eyes. I could not turn away though, and someone was speaking to me…I either just couldn’t hear it, or I can’t recall now what it said to me or the sound of it’s voice. But it was familiar, seeming almost like family. The vibration from the voice and/or the massive glowing object in my front yard was warm and loving. I remember interacting with the voice, the person, or thing…that was apparently standing next to me, watching the ‘planet’. But what I saw has erased itself from my mind over the years. The only images I can really call to memory now are the way the object looked (complete with little whirling shooting stars circling it), the bright light, the color of the curtains, and my pup.

This dream was VERY significant to me growing up, though I have never fully understood why. I loved it. I wanted to go back to it, experience it again. I hoped for the dream every night and I looked through the window constantly, remembering the way it looked and wishing for it to come to me again.

I still await that dream, or the message behind it. I am not worried though. Every part of my soul tells me that book is not closed yet.   [C]

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[Apr 8th 2009, 18:15] >>> DARK ENERGY |Approx. Age: 4-7|

||THIS DREAM OCCURRED EVERY COUPLE OF WEEKS/MONTHS FOR YEARS, UP UNTIL 'THE GREAT DREAM LOSS' THAT HAPPENED TO ME AROUND 13 OR 14 YEARS OLD. THE VIVID DREAMS CEASED UNTIL I WAS ABOUT 22 (I AM NEARING 25 NOW).||

Surrounded in dark static energy.

The heavy fuzz you might see on an old television, only somehow darker...full of black and grey.. and empty of objects...I was INSIDE of it, and I had the distinct feeling that I wasn’t alone. Something evil and horrible was in there with me; circling me, hissing at me. I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was there and that it was something I needed to get away from. Impending danger, and lost in a static energy abyss. And not to mention…without a body. I had my vision but was incapable of physical movement.   [C]

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[Apr 8th 2009, 18:05] >>> THE ANGRY LION |Approx. age: 5-7|

||WRITTEN IN MY INTERPRETATION AND MEMORY OF IT NOW, CLEARLY.||

THE ANGRY LION

Something is wrong. Something is very, very wrong. A beast lurks within my home, and all of my family is gone. Vanished. A voice in my head suggests that EVERYONE is gone. Everyone but me. Course, I don’t remember anyone anyhow. I’ve forgotten them all and it doesn’t seem to phase me.

I know this place though...it’s home.

But…the beast.

It’s dark inside, and I need to find a place to take cover. The lion beast is here for me.

I ran from my room, in the front of the house, into the living room…through the kitchen…into the den…and to the master bathroom near the back of the house. The lion on my trail all the way back. How did he get in here? Why is he here for me?

And, uh, this bathroom…my sanctuary; it doesn’t have a great door on it really, I don’t know why this place would strike me as a safe haven. It’s got one of those slider doors with a little turning lock on it…fairly simple to pick the lock or even bust down the sad frail door. But the lion can’t come in here. He won’t.

As I slid the door shut behind me, it’s front claws slightly broke through it. I saw them claw through, heard the terrible bang that accompanied it, and then, it’s ferocious yell. Every part of me trembled as I crawled into a ball on the opposite wall from the door. Frozen in terror.

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I was maybe 5 years old when I had that dream. Those days, I had the most vivid dreams you could imagine, and a lot of them were reoccurring. These dreams happened before I can even remember learning that there was anything to fear in the world.   [C]

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