I need to start trying to figure out these acid induced dreams and what they mean. Sure they make sleeping fun but seriously what the hell consciousness?!?!
My dreams are getting weirder and weirder and they starting to imply I am a savior of some kind. Believe me, if I am the savior you are all in a heap of trouble. Key: I would never pass up an all you could eat rib fest at Golden Coral. This is who I have become. A possible hero with a lapse artery!
Any ways my dream was so weird last night. Somehow I could hear the thoughts of bad forces. And they wanted to stop the coming of the Savior. No not Jesus. Even in my dreams I am not religious. My subconscious knows better!
It was like I was the Terminator sent to protect the person who would save the world. Wanna know who the savior was?
Yeah I put a cutesy photo of him because I am appalled of my consciousness lack of taste in a super hero. Seriously, where are the muscles on his body? MIA! MIA!