Dream of Dulce Base (I think)

This was back either in '03 or '04...

This was a dream ... anyhow I was a reptilian who had seen a black screen with red defintions... think MGS2 with the Patriot standing. Now mind you, all the ish that I saw of the 8 figures who had composed this committee had looked demonic and reptilian. Afterwards after I had "recieved" my mission I had been subject to being in a lounge and facing off against a grey whom had been shooting at me point blank range with a ray gun... (a tall grey). Afterwards, next thing I knew I was facing off against paramilitary forces whom had all looked the same trying to snipe me off. I had reverted back to human mode. They were shooting me point blank but to no avail. Need I remind you, this was a dream... WAY before I read into the whole Branton ish.... I dunno what to make of this. Still a pretty intensive dream to dream of.

You don't know what to "make of it?" What exactly could you make of it? It was a dream. A fictional story/movie played out by your own brain inside your head for you. It means nothing except that you are a normal human being with an imagination...

Nein! My imagination has stopped working since '05. Ever since then my heart and mind has NOT been creative. It's been hateful.