12-31-2016, 12:00 AM
glance left wrote:I don't know, I don't remember dreaming it....I think it just occurred to me one day.
LOL, DG was talking about the kid who came up with the game when he/I was young. I know, so was I.
glance left wrote: This gunslinger only has one prey.....the one I see every morning when I brush my teeth A bullet in his heart every silent moment at high noon, he's died a million deaths, only to arise and shamble noon the next day when again he's outgunned again and again. His death will be final when the clock finally stops....hour hand, minute hand, second hand all fixedly pointing due north.Heh, reminds me of one of my dreams from a while ago. I was very aware that I was dreaming and I was by a closed door. I had a radio with me and I realized that by changing the dial on the radio I could change which dreaming scenario was on the other side of the door. So I turned it and found what looked to be an exciting western, where two gunslingers were doing battle on the street at high noon. I opened the door and stepped into the body of one of them.... who had just been shot. I looked down and fell over dead. "God damned it!" I thought while laughing, thinking I should've picked a different station. I awoke here as I died in the dream.
LOL, DG was talking about the kid who came up with the game when he/I was young. I know, so was I.
glance left wrote: This gunslinger only has one prey.....the one I see every morning when I brush my teeth A bullet in his heart every silent moment at high noon, he's died a million deaths, only to arise and shamble noon the next day when again he's outgunned again and again. His death will be final when the clock finally stops....hour hand, minute hand, second hand all fixedly pointing due north.Heh, reminds me of one of my dreams from a while ago. I was very aware that I was dreaming and I was by a closed door. I had a radio with me and I realized that by changing the dial on the radio I could change which dreaming scenario was on the other side of the door. So I turned it and found what looked to be an exciting western, where two gunslingers were doing battle on the street at high noon. I opened the door and stepped into the body of one of them.... who had just been shot. I looked down and fell over dead. "God damned it!" I thought while laughing, thinking I should've picked a different station. I awoke here as I died in the dream.