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///DREAM Today I was in a dream where a bunch of soldiers were fighting off waves and waves of enemies. We were all protecting some sort of femal figurehead. Lots of enemies just kept coming and I remember aiming down the sights of a pistol and calling for ammo. Right when we were running low on ammunition some reinforcements came and brought some keys to unlock vehicles. They unlocked four tanks, two were bigger than the other two. I jumped in the big one and just started to wreck shit. We pushed out of our area and into the enemy's territory all the way to their HQ. I started to just blast away at the rooftops and buildings so they had nowhere to hide. Eventually most of them were dead and we just swept the area to look for stragglers. Get soommee. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9

First off, I'd like to give a shout out to my consciousness. I appreciate that it allows me to be so open-minded to many aspects of life and thinking. It had been my best companion through what will be my relatively short span of time of being alive. I should give my subconscious a nickname. That'd be cool. I'll think of one later. On to the thoughts of... my thoughts? ///HEALTH I came up with a bit of an epiphany on regards to my health. I've been working out a lot to hopefully enjoy a longer lifespan. What I failed to realize was that I may not even reach the end of my lifespan due to the daily hazards of life. Maybe I get in a fatal car crash, maybe I fall off a ledge, maybe I get paralyzed, maybe I contract some sort of vicious disease, maybe a zergling unburrows and tears my body apart, or maybe aliens abduct me. I would regret so much not eating the delicious food that was available to me all because I was trying to live a long life span by eating healthy. Fuck th...

///DREAM I hate my sad dreams but these are the types of dreams that make me feel alive more than anything. Tonight, I was in my room when suddenly the cops broke in and went to go arrest my dad for counterfeiting money. As the police went to take him in I knew he'd be in there for at least five years and I wouldn't let go of him. When he was taken into the jail cell I was forcibly separated from him and just starting bawling for a good bit in my dream. The next thing I remember was him coming in and out of jail. I've had lots of trouble with dealing with my dad recently and I'm glad I had this dream. My subconscious knows how I feel best and I would be heartbroken without my dad. " Crying is not a sign of weakness , since birth, it's been a sign of being alive "

///DREAM Today, I was part of a revolution. A mob of people were going onto a rooftop to protest against a government. Everyone was waiting in line to get out of the door to the rooftop. It was like waiting in line for a roller coaster. Once I got out there the roof seemed like a warzone. For some reason i was afraid of getting shot by a sniper or something. I went around running parkour from place to place to dodge the sniper. Someone threw up a bunch of pamphlets into the air and I jumped down to try too grab as many as I could as if it were money. I landed and almost hit a girl. It was some Chinese chick and we exchanged phone numbers. It was like 555-0701 or something. They say that you can only dream of faces you've seen before. I have never seen someone looking like she did. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9

///DREAM Tonight, I had another zombie dream. The setting was inside of a post office with lots of stairwells and an office building. At first I was looking for a criminal in the building and was eventually able to find him and brought him into his cell. Later in the main lobby a bunch of zombies busted in there and everyone was scared and going crazy. I instantly went to look for a gun and went along with a partner to try to escape. We went up a series of stairwells and got off on a floor with a bunch of cubicles with glass dividers. There was a wall of zombies dressed in police riot gear so we got the hell out of there ASAP. The next level we got off on we saw a group of zombies with their backs to us and they were versions of Glee. They were just dancing and we sneaked (snuck?) around them. When I shot zombies blood wouldn't come out but instead just a small brown dot would be on their head. Eventually my partner was taken down by zombies and I was by myself but I ran into anot...

///DREAM I was driving down the road and I saw a big horse container carriage except it wasn't attached to a truck or anything. It was mobile on it's own somehow. I looked to see what was inside and there was a horse in half of it and big Dwight "Superman" Howard on the other. He gave me a big smile and we talked. Moments later D-Wade, Kevin Garnett, and Shaquille O'Neal were in there too. Shaq was being a goofball and KG was screaming and being all intense. I was talking to D-Wade and asked him if he got a ring this year and he showed me his championship ring for 2011-2012. Signs of things to come? I hope not. I was recording the conversations we were having on my phone and I remember thinking to myself hoping that I wouldn't drop my phone but I kept on recording because this moment was too crazy not to record.

///DREAM I went into a room and there were a bunch of other people in there. I saw Sarah Kim there and said hi and we walked around for a little. The next thing I remember is walking towards a house that I knew used to be haunted. As I was about to open the door a loud knocking came from the inside of the house followed by a rattling of the doorknob. Then it opened and a huge black lady with machetes came out and started lumbering towards me. I ran away up a ramp and every time I looked back she was getting closer and closer even though she was just walking. Eventually her accomplice, some sort of purple humanoid started chasing me too. I ran around everywhere and then I told Joe Chang to go get his car and pick me up on the other side. The people chasing me were getting closer and closer but I was able to jump into a two-door Honda Civic. Luckily it had the keys in the ignition. Unluckily, the car did not start. Then luckily I woke up. Thought I was gonna die. Scary dreams are always ...

///DREAM I was at work getting my paycheck and leaving with Alex Kim when I realized I left it in the restaurant. I went to go back to get it but it wasn't there. Went back into the car and it was in the passenger seat. From here, I remember my dream in random spot scenes. 1) I was walking down a corridor with a big door and saw some guy in a mask. I ran away and into a vent. He saw me go in there and threw a damn knife at me. 2) Going down a street I saw a building on fire and went to check if it was my building. It wasn't but I went to go help the people inside. My friend was saying to just leave it alone but I didn't. It was some Mexican family in there and I helped them get out. They repaid us in Harrah's Casino money. I was given $7 tokens.

///DREAM A bunch of my friends went on a trip somewhere. While we were eating in a setting that kind of reminded me of the inside of a submarine I met a girl that I supposedly knew many years back. She was the daughter of some hair salon lady. Facebook told me we had 260 mutual friends which I found surprising because I had 290 friends. I added her and we talked for a second. Then some black kid bit her on the leg. He looked like the black kid from Role Models and I tried to make friends with him. I asked his dad if I could go buy him a toy and he said okay. At this point we were in something that reminded me of a mall, Bioshock, and rural Scotland? I'm not really sure but it was different. He was excited to get a toy so we ran to different stores and it became an adventure. The first place we ran into was a bar. Lots of people in there but we ran straight through. After running for a long time we finally got to the toy store but it was closed. It closed at 8:30 and it was 8:55 or ...

///PICTURE This picture pretty much sums up how I feel about life right now. While I don't think I'm the most interesting person, I do know that I think very differently when it comes to life views and philosophy. Makes me wonder if One day I'll ever find someone who could truly comprehend my views. ///DREAM I'm writing this about fifteen hours after I woke up so I don't remember much. I wrote down little bits of what I remembered on my phone though. I went into a shower and there was a blonde girl in there showering. I freaked out and backed away. My dream shifted into a different scene and involved the evil prisoner from Prison Break trying to steal drugs and money. One of the guys from Top Shot was chasing him down on a train and we all had big, white winter coats on. Hmmmm, I wrote down we looked for Daniel Lim but I can't remember what for. The midget son from Game of Thrones was mistaken for a child I was running around looking for but was unable to find...

Been a while since I did one of these, but I've been dreaming a lot lately so I figured I'd start it up again. ///DREAM I was with the Tech crowd I usually hang out with and we ended up in some sort of land that looked like Fable. Everyone was building houses to live in and we built one too. It was really... what's the word, I'll go with natural. Lots of sticks and no real electricity or anything just plain. After we finished we all smoked a celebratory blunt and people I know that don't smoke in real life smoked in my dream. While we were smoking there was a loud banging on the door and we thought it was the cops. We were all scared but it ended up being nothing.

So, yesterday I was talking to a person on Facebook from about 10 P.M. until about 7 A.M. At first we just had some small talk but some events occurred and changed the whole mood of the conversation. One topic we touched on was about was behavior vs. personality. I struggle with this at times since it's hard to discern the difference between the two. Do we act the way we do because it's simply who we are or should we control how we act according to our behavior? Has some similar problems as nature vs. nurture. Which comes first? Personality or behavior? How we were raised or simply how our genetic makeup causes us to act? Chicken or the egg? Reminded me of the question I raised a while back on whether taking medication that changes your personality as a side effect makes you a completely different person. Sure you may think you still have control but in the end isn't it the chemicals and signals in our brain that invariably control our actions? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows. ...