12-30-2011, 12:00 AM
Its not like that hehe. Well to be honest i do need lots of alone...its my...nature. But talking to you and sharing stuff is a wonderfull change. Let me put it another way. I was almost going to tell you the story of my dream last night. It involved two children of a great king, and i was there almost like their friend or a mentor of some sort. The father, the king, didnt like me much. As they grew i felt unto them like i would my own siblings/children/maybe one as a lover it was vague. The king made/had a new entity. A little demon, not human, very animal like and dangerous. This was to replace the other two, who were failures in some way...replace as in devour them to grow. So we killed the non/child. We took the body and tried to find how to be rid of it...we had to move beyond the castle grounds into the normal world of today. I, myself, butchered it, removed the brain, the legs, the skull....broke it up and hid the pieces in walls, in trash cans, let some float down the river. After we did this, we launched a rebellion. The female comanded the airforce (at one moment fighter jets, at another dragons) The son commanded the army (tanks on one hand, masses of warriors with spears at the other). We each went to our command bunkers....i checked between them all. The battle started well, we took the castle but when the father responded after the initial thrust, he quickly gained the upper hand....more of the army was loyal then we thought. First the army part went wrong. A bit before, in simulation games against the father, the son had made an error that lost him the mock battle. Last thing i heard him say was "i did it again" before his forces were crushed. His bunker was hit, destroyed, bombed. The daughter, she i think fled, she lost control of the air. The planes (dragons) began dropping bunker busters on the castle. One hit near me....i hid in an alcove. Next the father decided to hit the controll staff...who were neutral for supporting the rebellion. Having lost contact, defeated, i ran. Sporatick fighting around the castle, the building bombed and on fire. I ran right out the front door. Only a handfull of soldiers were watching the front...they hesitated shocked and i ran past them, across the line the marked of the boundary of the realm to a normal city street. Away i fled from the destruction and folly. The end.
When i awoke, the magnitude of my "sin" hit me...but i wasnt sure why the father was horrible. The little deamon child...i could not but help of think of >, and that poor little girl from texas whose parents beat her and they put the boddy in the storage bin and dumped out to sea. A three year old beaten to death for not saying thank you. Horrible beyond my ability to articulate to me. >
The good dream was similar ina way. I was taking reality as a game. I had established several orbital habitats around several star systems. I wasnt very attentive, however. they functioned, but deffence and growth was neglected. They existed on the fringes of "active" space. One day, in my wanderings, i found a massive moon sized construct, long abandoned. With an atmosphere. I explored...it was amazing. The skeleton of a structure of immense power. Quickly i dispatched ships, left some surplus people on it to claim it...from different speciece. human, and others. The more i dug, wandered. the more wonders i found to be restored. I restored the life support, the research centers, several levels of habitation....and systems i cant even explain. As i did so, i noticed, floating, an account of cost....i had spent 1/6 of what i had activating and restoring some 100 out of thousands of systems. So i paused. Last thing i brought online was the main reactor. It ran on deuterium. So i dispatched a ship to one of my colonie stations, one that was failing. It had 100k units surplus...(synthesis was just left on rather then used) So i directed most of it taken, most of the population moved. I set upa governing council for operations....and was still discovering. Generations were being born in the world city ship. But i started fading from the dream...pulled out. I was so upset...it was the most fun i had had in millions of boring years. lol. Then i go to the first dream i explained after i wake enough to get my bearings fall back asleep.
When i awoke, the magnitude of my "sin" hit me...but i wasnt sure why the father was horrible. The little deamon child...i could not but help of think of >, and that poor little girl from texas whose parents beat her and they put the boddy in the storage bin and dumped out to sea. A three year old beaten to death for not saying thank you. Horrible beyond my ability to articulate to me. >
The good dream was similar ina way. I was taking reality as a game. I had established several orbital habitats around several star systems. I wasnt very attentive, however. they functioned, but deffence and growth was neglected. They existed on the fringes of "active" space. One day, in my wanderings, i found a massive moon sized construct, long abandoned. With an atmosphere. I explored...it was amazing. The skeleton of a structure of immense power. Quickly i dispatched ships, left some surplus people on it to claim it...from different speciece. human, and others. The more i dug, wandered. the more wonders i found to be restored. I restored the life support, the research centers, several levels of habitation....and systems i cant even explain. As i did so, i noticed, floating, an account of cost....i had spent 1/6 of what i had activating and restoring some 100 out of thousands of systems. So i paused. Last thing i brought online was the main reactor. It ran on deuterium. So i dispatched a ship to one of my colonie stations, one that was failing. It had 100k units surplus...(synthesis was just left on rather then used) So i directed most of it taken, most of the population moved. I set upa governing council for operations....and was still discovering. Generations were being born in the world city ship. But i started fading from the dream...pulled out. I was so upset...it was the most fun i had had in millions of boring years. lol. Then i go to the first dream i explained after i wake enough to get my bearings fall back asleep.