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That black strip of ribbon
I bought in your memory
Has suddenly come to life
Have you come to visit me?

Friday was cold and wet so me and my wife were inside watching movies in our living room. We were discussing B****** out of Carolina which has several scenes of a mother refusing to leave her husband even though the step-father is abusing her daughter. My wife said she would choose a child over such a husband but I reminded her that if given a choice in another situation, for instance where a person has to either save their spouse or child from drowning, that she agreed the spouse should be saved because you can always have more children. She stated it was not the same in cases of abuse.

I then told her the a biological imperative is at work, that when a male lion kills the competition the first thing he will do is kill any cubs he might have had with the lioness, the lioness would then go into heat and have more cubs from her new mate without even mourning the loss of her previous mate or cubs. My thoughts were that genetics control us more than we realize. A creepy thought, almost as if we are haunted from within by some ancient entity that is larger than any individual or time. An ordered system with a life of its own, cold, methodical, and totally indifferent to ethics or emotions.

Within our reptilian brain we have what we would consider cold impulses, they are warmer in the more developed mammalian brain, but on top of it all we have had our brain developed even further by evolution into a more complex system of what it is to be human, to look at dilemma, to decide where other less developed brains of animals would simply push them to act on instinct. Underneath all our humanity lies the cold reptilian and less developed mammalian minds which can surface from time to time in the most extreme of cases.

At that very moment, with the DVR movie paused since we were discussing these issues and concepts, we heard baby animal cries from outside in the backyard. We went to investigate and right outside the back door was a mother cat with her newborn kittens. One kitten was feeding that we could see but another, a white kitten, still bloodied from birth, was crying, blind and lost. My wife wanted the mother to feed the other kitten. I told her it did not look like it was interested, that coldness we had discussed earlier was being played out right before our very eyes, and that the kitten looked destined to die if it was not going to be able to find its mother's milk.

The kitten was headed in the other direction, the mother looked oblivious to it all, and my wife was becoming emotional. The mother cat did paw at the kitten once and licked it but the kitten kept crying and continued crawling further away from her mother's nourishment, safety, and its very own survival. She wanted to do something she had done before which was to put the kitten closer to the cat so the cat would lick its own child and begin to care for it. We could not find gloves so we went outside through the front door and used a cardboard box since she could not touch it directly and leave her own scent thus causing the mother to reject the kitten. She pushed it with the cardboard closer to its mother and the kitten began feeding as its mother began licking the blood off her baby.

I told my wife that Muslims believe that if you take a life it is as if you have murdered the whole world but if you save a life it is as if you have saved the whole world.

We then placed a towel over all of them leaving the mother's head in the open. Later we saw, as cat's tend to do, that it was now on top of the towel using it for warmth. The white kitten seemed lost and now a gray kitten was crying too. The darker kitten was still feeding. Having already found the gloves I got to push both crying kittens closer to their mother. I have been looking outside to see if the white kitten is thriving but the mother cat and all kittens seem to have hidden somewhere. Hopefully they all surface soon.

I had this dream sometime before noon today. I cannot remember the beginning clearly but I am certain we were in someone's backyard playing war, I say playing but it seemed more real, but then I remember leaving that location. I was returning later from the direction of the enemies, who had to be at the neighboring backyard, but I was several houses down the block past that one, returning was like going through a warren or maze of backyards, alleys, and fences. No where though did I have to double back since it was all going towards the first backyard I was in. I remember sensing fear of dogs on the return trip and even saw two but do not remember what happened, obviously though they did not attack me, maybe they were friendly dogs?

Either way when I returned to the backyard I saw my work, that is I placed two walls around waist high or higher, they were study wood, below them were white lines, sort of like the way cars might parallel park along a block and their would be lines to that each car can park between them, well these lines were so that we could lay down, it seems like a great innovation and the two people I was telling also seemed to approve.

Not sure why we had to lay down, maybe to cover from fire, maybe to die, maybe we were already dead, but I did notice it looked a lot like an above ground WW1 trench without any concertina wiring or that sort of defenses. Just a wide lane between two sturdy wooden walls and the lines on either side for us to lay down. I did notice looking down the lane that it was directly behind a garage but not aligned with the door, the door was odd to because it was in the center of the garage but a bit off the ground, no steps, one would have to jump or pull themselves in, in my mind it posed a problem because since it was not aligned I felt that those retreating into the garage might not do so efficiently, thus putting them in danger. It was a problem I did not want to mention to the other two and it was a problem that seemed would take too long to take down the walls and place them back up again...the two people I cannot remember who they were but there was two, one a female and not sure about the other.

I cannot wait to sleep again so I can dream some more, this past month has been filled with many dreams, I even started a dream journal for the first time in my life.

My wife had this dream actually.

We were inside the house and I had asked her to go outside to get a CD from one of the cars. It was inside a portable CD player, the kind no one uses anymore, so it was kind of odd for her. As she got closer she saw a hand in the window. Stopping all creeped out she then saw it emerge and it was ...me. When she turned I was standing right next to her though, the real me, and we began praying to God. Inside the car more of these beings appeared...

That is all.

This is a dream I had a while back. There is this shopping strip, a few stores, not far from where I grew up, it was like the edge of my neighborhood, on the edge is the expressway, a bridge going over the main street, and on the other side another neighborhood. Some of my weirdest dreams happen in this area.

Well I was walking for some reason through there and I stopped to talk to two girls. Forgot what was said but they were angry for some reason so it was no use. Kept walking and the houses were all different, much newer than they actually are, there were some guys who also were angry, then a home owner too. Not sure why everyone was so mad. Then I saw this forest and it was dark, it went from daylight to early morning, it felt cool like the early morning, dew, mist, breeze, etc...

The forest. I saw this mirror, maybe a portal, it was large, square, and one side was dark, the other was gleaming with light, and spirits were going into it. All I had to do, as they were, was simply imagine myself as a spirit, and I would be whisked away, no need for walking. I was attracted to it for some reason. There was great magic to it. Something mysterious. Not sure what was on the other side since I woke up.

Another dream began at a high school, one I never went to, the one on the other side, going away from the bridge, which leads more into the city, this high school is in the country. I was in class and we were taking some test. Fast forward, got on the bus, and well it dropped me off in the shopping strip. All the stores were different, there was large walls, no ceiling, out in the parking lot. I went to order some food, then I talked to the cashier, walked back towards some picnic benches, talked to someone else, do not remember even eating, or sitting down, then I was walking towards the street. This is where it got really weird. I was falling down the small slope of grass leading to the sidewalk and the street. It was very difficult to walk.

It was very odd because in my mind things started to go slow motion. It was also odd because I somehow became the Antichrist. In my mind the slow motion, the falling down, it was all connected to being the Antichrist. A struggle to make it up the small slope which should have easily been walked through in a few steps. Then crossing the street was quite difficult too. Then I woke up.

04.21.08 @ 1AM

I was working in some building talking to a coworker. It was crowded in the building with people passing by both ways. Not sure of the tone or in what we were speaking but I left that room stepping south into a main corridor leading outside. To the west I could see the street soon as I stepped into the corridor. It was not a main entrance lobby, lacking the atrium, but a side entrance to the building. Still the street was beyond to sets of glass doors and looking up at all the glass and solid stripes of wall between the double doors, and the architecture, gave an impression of elegance.

I made my way to the glass doors with the other people about to join the even more on the street also all going about their business. Walking south towards the corner of the building I walked off the sidewalk that lead to the street directly south cutting across the grass now walking southeast at a diagonal. As an employee at the building I felt at ease doing so even though the throng stayed on the sidewalks.

This is where I heard the voices of two people across the street. I would not have been able to hear them as clearly as I did but outside of a dream but it was radio traffic between two officers somewhere on the other side of the street, not sure if in the building or not, and one was giving the description of a car that passed by, just the color, year, and model, while the other responded. I could tell they were looking for a suspect but also that they were confused and taking guesses of if they had the right vehicle and also that they were also describing other vehicles before I heard them and would continue after I left.

Then heading west on the sidewalk I quickly came to a construction area that had plywood on one side and a fence on the other with the sidewalk in the middle. People were funneled both ways through that corridor besides the others heading in different directions. I was busy attempting to navigate past the slower ones when I came behind a woman in her mid 20’s to 30s who was talking to a man she was walking with. Not sure if there were others in her group but she said she had training as an RN, maybe it was another set of initials, but it was as a nurse I knew, and that she did not care that she would even help with autopsies but in any way she can.

This is when I wanted to ask her or someone in her company what was going on. I felt the sense of urgency and it instilled a very tiny panic in me. I wanted to ask, needed to ask, what was going on, to someone, anyone, then I looked up for the first time towards the north of my position. It was the Tower Life building in downtown. I was in the downtown area south of. It had been clearly been bombed or attacked. The top of the building was gutted in some areas though the familiar shape and the frame of it stood. The top two rungs, where offices and suites are located, were blackened if not gutted. The very top was as well and all three of those structures were emitting smoke though a smoke that clung to the building lightly enshrouding it and not smoke of an active fire. All the levels below appeared in tact.

The damage was done and I could feel the rising frustration with in me. The thoughts of they had did this rang in my mind. I knew they had done this to us and I believed it was a false flag operation. I kept walking within the sidewalk that was more like a tunnel and kept my eye on the building as I took out my cell phone to call my wife. The anger and urgency of the site before me slowly was welling up. That they had targeted a historical building that at one time in the distant past defined the city skyline rang in my mind. Dream ended.