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Tuesday, December 10, 2002Good god do I have strange dreams sometimes.It's rather tricky trying to remember it accurately, as the order certain things happened in is a little confusing, but here goes... This seems to have been set in the future, maybe 5 or 10 years from now, and the country's become something of a police state, though I was actually in my teens. I was out in town with a group of friends, just messing about and having a laugh. We were in something like a cross between a skateboard park and a market, pulling faces at cctv cameras, when I suddenly became aware of an abnormal mental image flickering through my head. Very abnormal... it made me go quite crazy for a couple of seconds. "Did anyone else feel that?" I asked my friends. They had, and were equally freaked out. I walked back up to the cctv camera again, and it happened again. Like a combination of voices and images... instructions. I wandered away from the camera and up to a store front selling hi-fi equipment, and it happened again. "Holy shit!!! It's subliminals. All of the electronic equipment's sending out subliminal instructions" I announced to my friends. There was obviously a huge government conspiracy at work here, only for some reason, it wasn't working quite right on me, as it started causing me to hallucinate and go rather off my head. I went home in a very distressed and confused state, and announced to my parents that something was very wrong. I couldn't think straight and kept hallucinating. "We were afraid this might happen. Here, drink this... it'll help." My mother (it should be noted that my parents in the dream were not the parents in my real life. They were top secret brain surgeons for the government) handed me a mug containing a pink liquid. I took it from her, and was about to drink it when I asked "What is this? What's it going to do to me? Is it some kind of brain blanking sedative?" "It's called ROM." my mother replied. "What the fuck's going on here? You're in on this aren't you?" She explained to me that they'd used me and my friends to trial a new government sponsored brain implant, kind of like a brain emulator, that took over all of the normal day to day functions of the brain, dealing with behaiviour, motivation and suchlike, so that the real brain could develop to it's full potential and concentrate on things such as creativity. Everyone in the country now had these implants, but that the earlier models, such as those used in the trials were just beta models and had a few bugs in them. The subliminals I'd detected were a government upgrade, but that because my implant was not exactly compatible, it'd caused a software error. The drink she wanted me to take was a software patch. I was utterly outraged, and along with my friends started an underground movement to try and raise awareness of these implants through outlawed rock concerts, and every kind of social gathering of your typical couter-culture type group. Kinda makes you wonder huh? Brigitte had dragon dreams after playing Syro for a few hours, and I have the most sinister kinda dream when I mess with emulators and shit for a while. The human mind's a very wierd thing indeed. Labels: dreams Steve 1:47 PM [+]
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