Dream Log for the Knight

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martes, 14 de febrero de 2012

WW III

last night I dreamed I was drafted into world war three along with the mexicans, we were taken to a large military base were we were to be fit into our army uniforms, the group of mexicans I was with were going to be put to buil tunnels and ditches for the front lines, I got inline for a uniform and they passed us thru one of those naked body scanners, turns out those scanners also measure you and check other things, I got rejected by the scanner, said I was too tall to dig tunnels, so I got put to the side, I was actually happy about being a digger, I finally had a job and a responsability, but unfortunatly I got put on a waiting list, the russian arrived a few minutes later ready to invade with huge tanks, so I ran to the frontlines, turned out the tunnels and ditches were too small for one to run thru, so there was time and space waisted on those ditches because of how narrow they were, we managed to stop the invasion on that part and I went back to the base where the Hanson music group had just arrived as part of the army entertainment group, I said hi to them and Taylor came over and asked me if I had read his fathers magazine article that had just come out, I told him I saw the magazine, I had it opened on the article but I only read the tittle, but that I didnt really need to read it because I knew it came from a Hanson and I already know what to expect from a Hanson, he said ok, later the seargent who had pulled me out when I got rejected assigned me to the Hanson Entertainment group, we traveled around the US in an old school bus that had been transformed into a closed flatbed trailer, I think the Hansons told me that that truck had been used in a terror movie, I was mostly looking out the window, I wasnt in a mood to talk to Hanson, the views outside were beautiful it was sunset... the sargeant that was put in charge of passing us thru the naked body scanner looked alot like Dr. James David Manning... The magazine I pictured in my mind when Taylor asked me about the article was the size of a national geographic magazine and it had one article per page, I mean the article occupied the whole lenghth of the page and it had no pictures just a title with a larger darker font, so id say it was a national geographic article but I dont remember the title, it was a long title and I had given it no importance other then that I read the name Hanson on it or something similar like that...

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