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I didn’t feel clueless in my dream

Duh … it was a dream.

I was so cool and decided

See?

Not real.

and I was driving my spaceship…

QED

actually NONE of us know where we are going.

I know where I’m going: I’m going to the drawer in the kitchen, where I keep the fast food delivery menus, and I’mma order a pizza deal— or maybe a Mexican deal … or a curry deal (I haven’t made my mind up yet).

And I was enjoying the ride ;)

Enjoying a ride.

On a phallic object.

A phallic object blasting (exploding) into ̶y̶o̶u̶r̶ the Void.

I did say I thought it might’ve reflected concern about Global Warming ¹.


¹ I’ll be in my bunk.

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Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

Written by Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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