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   pauline to a@b.com   
   Re: Bemusing dream   
   03 Sep 05 22:25:34   
   
   XPost: alt.dreams, alt.religion.end-times.prophecies   
   From: pauline@spmpsm.freeserve.co.uk   
      
   Perhaps your emails bounce or you egnore them.   
      
   "u2 fan"  wrote in message   
   news:de6u23$d1v$1@newsg1.svr.pol.co.uk...   
   >I was at waterloo station, it was a lovely day the sky lit up the station.   
   >People were all around waiting for their trains or waiting for friends to   
   >arrive. I thought to myself I hope my friends arrive soon, sure enough they   
   >did. We started walking to the city centre, it was afternoon the shadows   
   >were long but there was not a cloud in the sky. We walked down posh streets   
   >with trees, we arrived at the University.   
   >   
   > I knew allot of the people in my dream, but some I didn't. I was in the   
   > glass foyer/cybercafe of the university, looking around the students all   
   > seemed so smart. I felt insecure and unworthy to be there so I walked out   
   > to the street. In the background people were talking about a brass band   
   > beginning to play, in the distance I looked at the band, they wore gold   
   > and red uniform and they were heading for an open space. People seemed to   
   > go crazy over this band. I looked across the street to my friends, one was   
   > Dennis a married man, he was next to his wife with pram, he was a big chap   
   > but suddenly he started to climb up the side of an apartment block with a   
   > few other people, it was very dangerous but up and up he went till he got   
   > to the top, they looked over to the band.   
   >   
   > I wondered why so many people were so crazy about the brass band, I simply   
   > couldn't be bothered and went to the cybercafe at the university. I   
   > noticed a group of people talking about prophecy, this got me interested   
   > so I went over and looked at what they were doing. Some were students and   
   > some were curious. There was talk about prophetic information about   
   > endtimes they wanted to know what was going to happen. I kept quiet :-)   
   > knowing I knew what they wanted to know, I hoped they were looking at my   
   > work on the endtimes but no they were looking at some chinese students   
   > site.   
   >   
   > Fed up with not being respected, I went for a coffee. The brass band had   
   > stopped play, people flooded into the cafe, sure enough my friend Dennis   
   > was there I took off my glasses and gave him a big stare as if to say what   
   > on earth do you think you were doing. His eyes were glazed over, it seemed   
   > the brass band had mindcontrolled him to a trance.   
   >   
   > I said to Dennis very sternly "You have a wife and kids, you could have   
   > died, your crazy I tell you crazy what do you think you were doing" I was   
   > really having a go at him. He didn't answer, he was humbled but still had   
   > a glazed look, maybe I got to him maybe not, I don't know.   
   > Putting my glasses back on I went back over to the group looking at   
   > endtimes.   
   >   
   > It was interesting but I decided I needed a walk.As I went outside the   
   > street was empty, the crowds gone. Suddenly this young black couple walked   
   > past me hand in hand blissfully walking to a student flat, it reminded me   
   > I had no girlfriend, I bet they were going to have a wild time in the flat   
   > together, I was sad no girl for me. They went, next came this young black   
   > woman skipping along, Oh I thought to myself If only I would talk to her   
   > but I simply didn't, I simply had no faith at all.   
   >   
   > I felt sad, my friends had gone crazy over some brass band, no-one was   
   > reading my work on end-times, and no girl to snog, and suddenly everyone   
   > was in the cafe. I was not happy.   
   >   
   > Another endtime student walked past me, I gave him a scowl. More young   
   > black women past by, I felt really down not being able to chat them up.   
   > The phone rang and I was invited to the pub. As I got there I told my   
   > friend about my day and she told me about her day, we laughed. I knew the   
   > endtimes far better than most pastors, I felt why didn't people see that ?   
   >   
   > She told me people stick to whatever they have been taught because they   
   > fear loosing their place in their religious system. I told her why don't   
   > people read the bible it's all in there rather than read endless books on   
   > theology. She showed me Matt24v5 and 2 Tim 4v3 and we realised that was   
   > just the way it is. I was fed up no-one ever seemed to email me asking   
   > questions about endtimes.   
   >   
   > Another day.   
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