LCD (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} castillo) wrote,@ 2009-02-17 22:23:00 |
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Dream
I had the most unusual dream.
I had this dream that I got "upgraded"...I somehow had gotten my brain connected with a computer. As I recall, it was some sort of experiment that I had volunteered for, and it was working out well. Imagine being able to use the computer to help you access all the data in your brain...to take advantage of your brains full computing power, and to help you come up with all the stuff you would ever want to know.
I could plug in and download anything and everything...I could learn languages, read/know subjects...it was awesome.
So, something happened to me in this dream, that resulted in my body failing. I decided to shut down my brain. In the meantime, I was stored...and doctors cloned necessary body parts to replace/repair me. I then got rebooted/restarted.
During my down time, I was floating around the "other worldly plane"...and I could collect all this intel from the other side. It was great. I was visiting with all the great minds, solving all the worlds mysteries, picking up where other people left off.
While on the other side, I noticed Bin Laden...I visited with him and found out what his last moments were like. So, when I found myself back in the world of the living..I knew what, when and where...
In the dream, he died in an air strike in 2003. And it was 4 years later, so I was dreaming I was in 2007. (weird, it is 2009...I am dreaming that I am in 2007 and that is the current year, and Bin Laden died in 2003).
So, I collect on the big reward when I locate his remains. And I pretty much live a good life on that money...and I wander in academic circles and my work in various fields earns me a Nobel Prize...
I end up spending a lot of time on the farm and playing with my old hobby of model rocketry, and I investigate using other engines.
In the process, I develop a "star drive", which looked like the keypad on an old nintendo controller, for some reason, but was approximately 8 inches in length/width and about 6 inches high...and I am negotiating with the government on how much it would cost for them to obtain use of my newly developed technology, as I had not implemented it fully other than these small rockets.
I negotiated for money, an island in the Caribbean, and then...I negotiated for hookers. I guess that I didn't want to spend my money on hookers, and I felt that if the US Gov't gave them to me...then that would be legal (???)
I had the most unusual dream.
I had this dream that I got "upgraded"...I somehow had gotten my brain connected with a computer. As I recall, it was some sort of experiment that I had volunteered for, and it was working out well. Imagine being able to use the computer to help you access all the data in your brain...to take advantage of your brains full computing power, and to help you come up with all the stuff you would ever want to know.
I could plug in and download anything and everything...I could learn languages, read/know subjects...it was awesome.
So, something happened to me in this dream, that resulted in my body failing. I decided to shut down my brain. In the meantime, I was stored...and doctors cloned necessary body parts to replace/repair me. I then got rebooted/restarted.
During my down time, I was floating around the "other worldly plane"...and I could collect all this intel from the other side. It was great. I was visiting with all the great minds, solving all the worlds mysteries, picking up where other people left off.
While on the other side, I noticed Bin Laden...I visited with him and found out what his last moments were like. So, when I found myself back in the world of the living..I knew what, when and where...
In the dream, he died in an air strike in 2003. And it was 4 years later, so I was dreaming I was in 2007. (weird, it is 2009...I am dreaming that I am in 2007 and that is the current year, and Bin Laden died in 2003).
So, I collect on the big reward when I locate his remains. And I pretty much live a good life on that money...and I wander in academic circles and my work in various fields earns me a Nobel Prize...
I end up spending a lot of time on the farm and playing with my old hobby of model rocketry, and I investigate using other engines.
In the process, I develop a "star drive", which looked like the keypad on an old nintendo controller, for some reason, but was approximately 8 inches in length/width and about 6 inches high...and I am negotiating with the government on how much it would cost for them to obtain use of my newly developed technology, as I had not implemented it fully other than these small rockets.
I negotiated for money, an island in the Caribbean, and then...I negotiated for hookers. I guess that I didn't want to spend my money on hookers, and I felt that if the US Gov't gave them to me...then that would be legal (???)
