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t, waiting. And perhaps it was. What is the meaning of life? I do not mean to make sense from the psychological point of view, no, but to
way that it leads us in the broad sense of the word. It is the human being, as the Church claims, an image of perfection of God, the Creator of the Universe? "I do not intend to answer those questions, but tell the story as I dreamed.

became visible to me in the spring absent. The clouds, so naturally the first to disappear with the absence of cold, this year seemed to persist. However, this year that couldtobuses, in schools, on the market. And the rest of the people, the people of South , seemed to ignore them, in fact, never saw them open their mouths. What could I do? What should a poor man, in this case? How a group claims that all he has done wrong is behave strangely?

One day I realized I was alone. Looked where he looked, there were, they, with their huge black iris, cornea lacking. And I watched, saying nothing. And I still, in a city suddenly silent as a mausoleum. And the clouds, attached to each building, encircling the city and the skyilde, I'm ... where I left off.
-------------------- Wake up on my sleep, I find the new colors. Everything is different, deeper, more authentic. I do not mind the darkness, because it is the absence of light, but the lack of it. Objects always emit, in colors that were never able to appreciate: infrared, ultraviolet ... If I had to compare it to something, compare it to the dark awakening
of vampires, which, of course, only know from the literature. I covered a thin layer of gauzy fabric, in fact, is evaporated by now, and looking up I see a dark cloud falling back. So that we are now, "protected & quot; a few new masters of the Earth. Be seen whether slaves. At least, we are not zombies.
But I will not bore you. Never sequels were good, as is my custom, I will leave the rest in a sort of cliffhanger
dream. Anyway, all went well ... until dawn, heh, heh. I even found out why when it was chasing one of them.

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Today I had one of those incredible dream nothing that need not be forgotten.

At first I wanted to make this day a "dream nothing diary" but I've never been consistent enough. One of the biggest reasons for not doing so is the answer to this question: who is interested in my dream nothing? But to hell: the record that I am able sognador.

extragnas flew over land in a wooden glider. Sunset. Of course, I do not remember how I came to this glider, so exquisitely made, with wings of about 5 meters in length. Take a look back and contemplate the cliff from which I might have been released. Below, lush vegetation ... tropical ... seemed prepared to receive me. Find a claaround a little bit of the dry fabric wing, building a rudimentary torch.
Why was alone? He was an explorer? I knew the name of the city that gave me? Everything was very confusing.
The city was in the direction that I identified with the sunset, so I decided to get going as soon as possible. 5 km are not more than 1 hour walk ... in open ground, of course. The

... ferns proved easy to remove, so my time I take a good pace. But also oscurecia visibly. When I was about to light the torch, decubri something that left me wondering: fungi that covered some of the ferns that kept me from moving faster, glowed softly with different tI color: green which formed a kind of patina, blue-green that had shaped bubble on the branches. The result was more threatening than reassuring, but lit enough to avoid lighting the torch.
A half hour of wrestling with vegetation, I was presented to me a clear pequegno circular, which had not seen since the glider because the top was covered almost entirely by a canopy of leaves. At its center, a group of what looked like rust-covered rocks they remained unnaturally fluorescent green. And behind ... They were

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say that there are people unable to be surprised by anything. I may be of those, but what if I'm sure it is sighted, so I decided notmove forward and I hid behind one of the arbustoides surrounding the clearing.
There was about 5. Armed only with a stick or torch, if they were hostile, I would have no chance. And if it were ... well then let me go in peace!
Semibipedos, which in principle taken by rudimentary green armor turned out to be covered keratinous, such as beetles or insects. I tossed in the bushes, and one look in my direction: his face was one with its trunk. Just under a bright white eyes, a hole bounces up and down a bunch of long pink tentacles. Above the eyes, something like a horned helmet protected the visual organs. The creature-man-beetle-stones approached and
licked
green mold. Would be vegetarians? I had no desire to tell.
not want to unnecessarily prolong this entry. I was attacked by men-beetle when I was around the clearing, and saved by the Atlanteans immediately afterward. In his hometown, I learned that I was in what some call the novels was Hyborea
, this fantastic season that has generated hundreds of our legends. Talking to one of its scientists, even gave me an explanation of why the legends on the Hyborian Era, and that to me there. Hyborian Era, contrary to what many writers, occurred long before the "historical eras," before the Jurassic and all that crap. Most of the creatures vi

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t as an experiment, nobody blogs Had Those happy days, "Later to Organize Some events, and after That to stay in touch with friends. So if you go back to the very first entries, You Should Be Able to construct on your own an idea of the type of person I am, by reading all from the very Beginning (are you Able to comment about? I challenge you!)
Over the past years, However, I made a lot of Changes in the entries: some of Them That Were Not Before Are Now 'only friends', Some of Them Have Been translated onto Inglés, Some deleted. The Reasons for doing so Were diverse, But I want to comment on one. After Arriving to where I am now (do you know where? I challenge you!) I Was What I Was Commenting on doing and the people I met here ... Until a good friend of mine met this blockg (I did not advertise it) and told me That the people I'm Commenting on Could feel offended by What I Was Saying. Do not think I Was Not Careful, I Was Being careful! That is the point my friend, Knowing Me, WAS Who Was Able to guess the author of this blog and writing about What I Was. You Need to Be Agree with me. Nowadays We Are order of magnitude more linked than before. I read the blogs of 4 or 5 friends. I do not mind if they read mine, We Have To Be updated Facebook. So if you want to get a new job, or Even Better, if you want to hire a new worker, What will you do first? I will type His name in Google ... to study digital historical shadow: how he's active in forums (like computing forums, for example), What kind of settings I have facebook, if I have a blog, What kind of bfingerprint is the new curriculum



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