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Tuesday Jul 29, 2003

Jul 29, 2003
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i had a dream last night...it was me and two other people, and we had heard that someone planned to make all of Sepulveda basin into their own personal water park...and we were the only ones who protested, as a police helicopter hovered above us, closer than i had ever seen one be...
and somehow i was there with a gun which was not loaded, and someone on the bullhorn yelled at us to put them down, but all i did was place it on my belt...
i had this cell phone with me and i thought of calling someone...but at the moment i had decided the voice on the bullhorn bellowed again...
lay down your weapons and lie face down on the ground...
we followed his directions but i held onto the cell phone tight...
i needed to call my father who was under water, trying to sabotage this damn they had built that had taken all those people's homes, to make sure he was all right..
as i lay down on the ground i made a phone call, and believed it was him i was talking to...but as i looked at the number it said 958-058, and a lady answered...
i don't remember much after that...except that i was taken high into the air and as i looked down, i saw the image of thousands and thousands of protestors...

before i woke up i found myself at the hollywood wax museum, looking at the sculpture of the last supper, with all the dishes smashed with all the figures gone, except two of them....Jesus, and Judas, and judas hid behind a large pitcher...that hid some sort of damage that i never saw...and i woke up...
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kristy_lyn:
where ya been sweets?
i havent seen you in a while, what's up
9 days, 9 DAYS
*kisses*
Aug 7, 2003
flakaseagulls:
i read the post and follow up post twice. i shouldn't read it a third, even though i want to.
people complain the world is going to hell. but they never stop and realize that some people want it that way.
Aug 12, 2003

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