Peaceful sleep...not me either.
Last nights dream, a nightmare. I was facedown in a truck be taken to some internment camp. Not prison, not technically arrested or quarentine stuff...
...this morning the detail of the dream wanes foggy, except for that truck, laying facedown traveling along an unknown road.
I’ve never had dreams like this before, I am not a soldier or military person, nor have I ever been to prison or had my freedom restricted.
0bama has made us more unsafe in the world.
He is also making us more unsafe in our own country, from our own countrymen. Everyday is another step towards something very evil and every day a few more fall away from his side. Yet...the press, his private administration etc. go happily along ignoring the people.
The propoganda hangs heavy in the media and I wonder ...is all lost, is his tactic to force a civil war and then the truck becomes real?
The propaganda:
We are Safer
The Recession is ending by the 3rd quarter
Muslim Outreach
Taxes are Patriotic
Constitutional Lawyer/Experts (see my post from early this morning) http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/2259598/posts
And yet their actions tell a different story.
As Hitler explained in Mein Kampf:
The size of a lie is a definite factor in causing it to be believed, for the vast masses of a nation are in the depths of their hearts more easily deceived than consciously and intentionally bad. The primitive simplicity of their minds renders them a more easy prey to a big lie than a small one, for they themselves often tell little lies but would be ashamed to tell big ones.
I can’t remember what I dream, which is odd in the extreme.
All I now is that lately, every morning at 4:44 a.m., I wake up in a full-blown panic attack [feels like a combination of suffocation and a heart attack, if you’ve never had one yourself]
About 15 minutes later, for no reason that I can identify or understand, I sob uncontrollably like my heart is breaking.
[not a normal habit, either]
It takes *hours* for me to settle down.
By then, it’s dawn and I can’t get back to sleep.
Needless to say, I am very, very tired.
I’d venture to say that whatever I’m dreaming is too horrible for my conscious mind to deal with...yet...or ever.
If it’s God trying to tell me something, it must be really, really bad.
[in case you wondered, Shibumi got pinged because he’s aware of me and my ongoing “11:11” and “4:44” thingy]