Listening to: Shoemunkey remix!
Reading: Pluto animal lover, and Nny
When your alone in a house for hours on end you begin to think about random things.... Now I think about many things and this one is about nightmares!The scienctific fact that nightmares exist in a mind stimulation has always bugged me! I believe that nightmares are more then just a brain spasm caused by thoughts of the previous day. They feed on us! if you wake up after a nightmare check the time and unless you fell asleep in an awkward place you will find that the reading is near midnight! coinceidence I think not!The dark universes that live in our brains are most powerful near the thirteenth hour which only exists in military time and or if your on your death bed. This is why they come to you at that time. now as for what they do in your mind is hat they feed on our good thoughts and overcome the fuzzy bunnies in our mind given the chance long enough in our brain. As for me the nightmares are liveing happily in my brain and feeding on fuzzy bunnies that I think up once in a while for them to eat! If you wish not to let your mind become taken over by these nightmares I would suggest a dreamcatcher though I would also suggest that you hand pick it for an native american store, if you don't it could, like mine, translate dreams in reverse. Letting in the bad dreams and expelling the bad ones. Then by daybreak your mind will have been corrupted by the nightmares and you will begin studieing fire for reasons only known to a few that I have told. Thank you for listening to this useless jaber of mine. Now just leave before I sick my evil crazed squirrels on you!










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