I clicked thinking it was some sort of joke. It wasn't. Seriously, did we cross-over to a stupid version of our universe in the 2,000? maybe earlier because nothing of this is making any freaking sense anymore.
*drinks to the last drop of her old-fashioned-kill-me-softly-beer and rushes to have a calories packed Mediterranean dinner just because*
I didn’t want to publish this entry. I didn’t even want to write it. But today I feel compelled.
During Covid I had two unusually vivid dreams.
Dream 1 (or rather, nightmare one):
Characters: my dad, my daughter as a toddler, myself — and a lot of strangers.
Setting: a city. Spain, perhaps. Madrid?
People were running from something. We seemed to be running toward it. My mother was missing and we were trying to reach her.
Then everything changed. My hair stood on end. The air shifted. Dad and I exchanged that look — the one that needs no explanation. He grabbed us and pushed us under a bridge beneath a building, covering us with his arms as best he could.
From there I saw it: a blast of light unlike anything I had ever seen, followed by the mushroom of fire and smoke. Hell opening in the sky.
That was the first time I lived through a nuclear explosion — even if only in a dream, though I was a child during the Cold War!
Dream 2 (nightmare two):
Characters: me, and a group of small children. I was their nanny, responsible for them.
Setting: the flat where I grew up on the outskirts of Madrid. It had a full wall of windows facing the street.
A sudden warning came through our phones, TVs, radios. A nuclear missile had been launched and was heading our way. The authorities explained in rushed voices how to protect ourselves in the few minutes we had left.
Their instruction? Sit calmly facing the windows.
I woke up just before impact, heart in my throat, realizing they had given the worst possible advice. Not that there is much anyone can do when a nuke is on its way.
At the time I found it peculiar that I would dream of nuclear war during a pandemic. Now I don't know what to think.
Whether those nightmares were a sign of stress or a premonition, I refuse to stop paying attention.
I leave you with a picture I made with Leo’s help — who, to my surprise, obliged.
Stay safe. And stay awake.
U-huh ... this is where I draw a line. Come on people, can't you see this is wrong and why? seriously? does it need explanation? Will we end up enjoying only the Telettubies so nobody gets offended? Do you really not see how against the rights of LGBT or any other group or individual this goes? The more they (whoever they are) push with stupidity of this caliber the more conservative people will think Liberals are imbeciles and hate us for it. Wake up.. not woke... AWAKE PLEASE... if you did study any history at all, remember the history behind "divide and conquer' at least until they tell you that too is a conspiracy theory and never happened *rolls eyes*
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To this day, it haunts me... What was my company trying to tell us with this cartoon? It was placed in every cubicle of the ladies' toilets. You’d sit there, doing your business, staring at it and wondering about its secret meaning. Don’t ski on the toilet? Ski on the toilet? Crouch on top of the toilet? No clue. Any good ideas will be appreciated <3
안녕 !!
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