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BTW, I dream in full detail, full color, and usually full recall. Hold on to your hats. _____________ In the dream you really don't die. You get "reprocessed." I kept asking for details on how exactly it all worked, but it was against regulations for them to discuss in case of latent memorys. It was almost like a military base.
I did find out they drain the color from your eye. That was the only time I caught a reflection of myself. My iris was pinkish orange. I questioned the doc who was doing the intake and he said all he knew was that there was not going to be many green eyed people born this month because they were low on caurtezan. He promptly stuck a needle in my eye. I felt no pain, but I didn't get to check out the new color.
The other thing I found out was that if mistakes, such as birth defects, are made in the processing that it was due to a miscommunication in the reprocessing plant. It was very laid back and not beaurocratic much at all. People had individual tasks and just did them.
I inquired about a job and they said, "not yet."
The only question they asked me was "what trait would you like to have the most?" I said I would like to be intellegent. This was funny because it was like a DU thread. He says.."regular smart or nerdy smart?" I asked if this trait would pass to my kids. He said unless they change it during their next processing. I replied, "nerdy smart."
Other stuff I remembered was... -There were roads at this plant.. leading me to believe it was an earthly place. -the numbers 5, 11, 17, 39 and 22 .. I played in lotto -while at the plant you can review your demise as if on a video game. .. I went over a cliff in a drag car.. noted.
Then the stupid dog started yapping at the rain and I woke up. :grr:
Weee! Best dream in several nights. My imagination has been letting me down.
:woohoo:
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