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Graveyard of Dreams. Where dreams come to die and be reborn as single digit kilobytes of text.

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“He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee.”

~Friedrich Nietzsche

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• Who You Are

I dreamt I was on a mission of sorts and after infiltrating a base, I was captured by the Illusive Man, or rather Martin Sheen. Martin wanted me to betray my teammates, but somehow I managed to change the conversation to something else. Soon after we got into a fist fight when he caught me trying to warn my teammates on my iPhone.

Anyway, the rest of the dream was rather hazy. Apparently I was helping him smuggle goods from one planet to another. Surprise, surprise…I was doing a packing list for the goods, pellet and all!! Bahahaha, work stuff and Mass Effect ganged up on me to make for a crappyish dream .

In the last portion of my dream, I saw a girl I knew from NTU, sitting at a bar, sipping on something and then telling me and someone else about applying to Emerson. What was really weird, were the enormously long masses of hair she had on her shoulders 0_o.

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