As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I had this rather vivid dream about nuclear war, but it is now afternoon, as I do have to work in doing chores, and like pitching a large round bale of hay into a hay feeder and the rest is probably none of your concern as you are not showing you are going to Heaven by donating.
Anyway, I will try and give you the feel of the dream dynamics as it was vivid and laborious as I was dealing with dinks like you non donors.
So the dream opens, actually in the Brier, all was in the Brier, but it was not about here, as no one is going to waste a nuke or a million of them in the nowhere of here.
So everyone pretty much had the idea that there was a nuke just out back. See this is about prepositioned nuclear bombs in the world, as that would be astute. Everyone was quite interested in the thing and I was quite interested in telling the dipshits that maybe staying around where a pre pros was waiting to go off, might not be healthy.
My admonition and advice was received as the flock flew the coop toot sweet.
We all ended up in a sort of barn shack and it was quite large for a place one would go when your mansion was in a nuke zone, having nuke in the back yard.
This is where things got a bit frustrating as the folks involved, were real dumbasses. Not that I would call you dumbasses, but these dumbasses after taking their first shit, were complaining that the nuke had not gone off yet, and they were upset about not shitting in their gold plated toilets.
I could not ride herd over these dumbasses, they were real dumbasses.
Then of course I saw the nuke go off, as I was outside, being an outdoors kind of girl and keeping watch over the flock by day and night. Was kind of Bohemians seer really, as we were still quite close to the ground zero, but I could see the wave of destruction moving out of the city. The city was really like this grayish dust colour thing and my thought was, "That damn nuke wind is going to carry that dust to where we are."
I adjured the dumbasses who would not stay inside to at least put something wet over their mouths, like a damp scarf, so they would not be breathing in radioactive dust by the death wheeze. It did not any good.
I was then in Breir Patchberg and was watching all these dumbasses riding around on motorcycles, open cars, and walking around in this radioactive dust. It was amazing to me in people would not stay inside to protect themselves, because they felt too confined and would rather commit nuke suicide, sort of like vax suicide.
That was about it for the dream, as I suppose most were dead after carrying out their pre and post nuclear ideas of survival.
I know I tapped into something in the matrix, and no this is not about your city you live in if you are one of my children. Different venue, but the message which seemed to stand out was the pre pos and how much Darwin dumbass everyone is.
I don't think I knew many of these people and if I did know some of them, I was disgusted by them and was not that pleased to be around any of them.
I have to go each homemade chicken noodle soup now as that is what I am going to do
Nuff Said
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