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This is actually a dream I had some time ago. I wrote it down the next morning because it was one of the weirdest dreams I ever had...
(sorry so long)
The conflict of my dream was that aliens were attacking. I was unable to see the destruction in which they caused to the Earth but I could clearly see how the aliens were destroying the human race by seizing our life “through our stomachs”. It’s difficult to explain but from what I recall the aliens grabbed through our stomachs and what remained of us was our outer skin. Our bodies collapsed in half, folding backward, falling to the ground.
After viewing this I was in a panic. I was running through a field that was enclosed by barbed wire fencing. I started to tear down the fencing, collecting it for the purpose to make a barricade around myself to protect me from the aliens. When I started to head back to “safe ground” (a broken down barn), I heard a baby cry. I turned around to see a baby’s arm lifted from the ground. I ran over to the area to notice an infant lying in a ditch. It was a baby girl. She was small, only a few months old in size but her appearance was that of a three year old. She had her blonde hair pulled in pigtails, tied with bows. She spoke to me. She told me to leave her there and to save myself. I asked her what would happen to her if I was to leave her there. She told me that the aliens would come for her. After all that I had seen I knew what the aliens would do to her. I was drawn to her, she was special. She was signified to me as “the savior”. I grabbed her, held her in my arms and ran back to the barn to where I laid her in a room, safe from harm.
Leaving the child in the room, feeling assured that no harm would be done; I was then alone and in a separate room. In the corner of the room there was what seemed to resemble roots of a tree. It began to transform and morph into a man resembling the actor, Christopher Walken. I knew that the man who stood before me was an alien though I was not scared. I was calm and at peace. I felt a bond with him. I knew in my mind that I was “one of them”. After seeing the metamorphosis I was confident in my ability to do the same. I bragged that I too was able to morph and that I could imitate the image of the man (Christopher Walken) who stood before me. I began to morph, beginning with my head. As I began to change, only accomplishing the metamorphosis from my head to my shoulders, I began to hyperventilate. My heart began to race. I became hot and could not breathe. I fell to the floor. The alien (Christopher Walken) came over to me and grabbed my wrist. My breathing started to slow. My body temperature started to lower. For a brief moment I was back to normal but the alien would not let go of my wrist. My body temperature continued to lower, I started to freeze…………..then I woke up.
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Every nite with my star friends, we eat caviar & drink champagne.
Sniffing in the VIP area, we talk about Frank Sinatra.
You know Frank Sinatra? He's dead.
To be famous is so nice, $uck my D!ck, Ki$$ my A$$.
In limousines we have sex, every nite with my famous friends.
  
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