Crazy Dream
I woke up in the middle of the night from a crazy dream. I was in The Simpsons; at least, my perspective was that of a firsthand observer or fly on the wall. Who dreams that reality is a cartoon?
They were closing the nuclear plant, courtesy of some breakthrough on which there was vague speechification earlier in the dream, and the whole town was celebrating. Even all the guys who worked at the plant and were being tossed out of work were jovial.
After the initial ruckus died down, some of the guys who worked at the plant started playing with and giving away nuclear materials. Not just the green glowing stuff depicted on the show, but there was also an extra special, walnut-sized, silvery near-orb of something everyone was all intrigued about, sitting at chest height on a post in the middle of a round room. I awoke from Homer and the other guys jovially oohing and ahing over it.
Was it The Prophecy?
Posted by sarahk on 07/16 at 11:42 PM from south of hell
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