I dreamt that I was outside in the evening in what seemed like a perfectly groomed yard. Life felt sort of perfect... I was lack of any worry. I looked up and had to blink twice. There was a massive space ship moving across the sky. It was flat with many lines and squares in patterns all over its underbelly. I was glad it was passing quietly. I thought... my friend SK sure would like to be here. I looked back up at it and concentrated on it thinking I could get its attention. Then a warm beam of light came and locked on me and I slowly lifted up in the air. I was oddly calm, as this is the last thing I would normally want to happen. Once inside I was greeted by normal young women. They were all polite and sweet, almost naive seeming. They had all once been on earth or some other planet like myself and were eager to get to know me and make me feel at home. I was in a sort of holding room that until certain things were attended to and I would be welcome in the rest of the ship. They girls seemed a bit stepford-wifey. Their innocence and naivete seeming selves were more like they were knowledgeable but with neutrality. Like they were cleansed of something of themselves so that what was left was just facts and curiosity.
Friday, April 24, 2015
alien ship
I dreamt that I was outside in the evening in what seemed like a perfectly groomed yard. Life felt sort of perfect... I was lack of any worry. I looked up and had to blink twice. There was a massive space ship moving across the sky. It was flat with many lines and squares in patterns all over its underbelly. I was glad it was passing quietly. I thought... my friend SK sure would like to be here. I looked back up at it and concentrated on it thinking I could get its attention. Then a warm beam of light came and locked on me and I slowly lifted up in the air. I was oddly calm, as this is the last thing I would normally want to happen. Once inside I was greeted by normal young women. They were all polite and sweet, almost naive seeming. They had all once been on earth or some other planet like myself and were eager to get to know me and make me feel at home. I was in a sort of holding room that until certain things were attended to and I would be welcome in the rest of the ship. They girls seemed a bit stepford-wifey. Their innocence and naivete seeming selves were more like they were knowledgeable but with neutrality. Like they were cleansed of something of themselves so that what was left was just facts and curiosity.
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