I had a dream
i fell asleep with my computer
and in my dream i had written something on my computer
i had no idea what was written, as i was dreaming
but i do remember that it was about a page and a half long
it looked like a lengthy poem
not nearly using as many
spaces
and stops
as
my
nor mal
poems
But, what i really loved was this......
i was dreaming that i was dreaming
and in my dream within a dream i had remembered to try and save my work
i told myself to sleep just a little bit longer
and press
save as...
...thats all you have to do before you wake up
press
save as...
so i did, it felt great
i felt that i had made a connection between
my conscious and subconscious
using my computer
I remembered thinking that
this is going to be great when i wake up
i will have something saved on my computer
that i wrote while in a dream
after i pressed
save as...
I was woken up by a moving company
hired to
deliver a new bed
into my room
angry i was still asleep
and said they had been knocking
luckily my mother had shown up
and let them in
i paid no mind.
all i wanted to see was my computer
so i opened it up
and turned it on
and opened the file
guess what it said.
The meaning of life?
the reason for dreaming?
Life after death?
A 13th dimension?
Spirits and souls?
Was it a poem about my dead dog?
Was it a connection from outer space?
did it predict the future?
Maybe
But the file didn't save correctly
and all i got was this
-----------------------
-
<<<<<___________----------__________
-------------,.,<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
--------
The whole page and a half
nothing but
__________<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
................................................>>>>>>>>,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,---------
and__________---------__________--------__________-------
or+++++++++++++++++===============>>>>>>>>>>>,,,
So, did i write those symbols in my dream?
I don't really know
good question.
this was not an experience i had
it was a dream i had
it was a dream within a dream
So there was no moving company
there was no computer
there was no
save as...
no words
no symbols.
nothing.
so i woke up,
walked upstairs
opened my computer
and turned it on.
there it was....
the meaning of life.
Really, no joke.
Wanna know what it is?
___________________-------------------------------------------------------_______
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<__________________-------
____-----___--__-_--__---__>-.>->->>,,-..,_++_+__<<<<>>_+_:":":
+_+_+_+_+)_(_)(_*^%#@#&^^*&^%$)*(_
)_+_+_)+_+_)+<<><><<<<<<<<<<<
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>,<<<<,,,,,,,,,,.........;;;;;;;;;'
--------============_____________------............_______--
It lasts for a page and a half, so i just paraphrased.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
A dream within a dream.
Divinely contributed by Allister Reynolds at 7:41:00 AM
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Oct 8 2006 8:00P
St Andrews Hall Detroit, MI
The Velvet Teen.
You're a working man now, you should go. And I'll pretend to be happy for you that you could see them live, because I haven't yet.
+_+)_(_)(_*^%#@#&^^*&^%$)*(_
)_+_+_)+_+_)+<<><><<<<<<<<<<<
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>,<<<<,,,,,,,,,,.........;;;;;;;;;'
--------============____
I'm pretty adept at translating mystical languages, and I know what that says.
Roughly translated, of course, it reads,
"You owe me ten dollars because I found a lapdesk at Target. Pay up."
I love iT!
http://blue.erasing.org/?20020109
Read that.
p.s. I was tired at work today, thanks to you! No really, thanks. Really!
Wow, that is exactly what i was dreaming. I could see the words when i wrote them, but in the end they were nothing. it really made me wonder if, like i said, it was the meaning of life for all i know. i just put it in better words than scott did.
You're my hero. You're nothing that's perfect, but everything that's right. Does that deserve a tongue downthe throat or what? I think everything that you do is better. Let's make out.
Your timestamps are fucked up.
Love,
me.
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