Last night, I drempt about aliens. I found my way to an old "abandoned" fort that was an ops centre for alien activity. I also figured out what was going on, so the operatives inside told me everything I wanted to know, knowing that they were going to give me a mind wipe. It was harmless. I begged them to let me remember. Obviously, they did not; I remember nothing. ☺
I've been listening to 80s metal lately. I started thinking about how "liberal" it is, Run To The Hills, Symphony Of Destruction. Then I thought about the irony; the leftest boomers who raised us thought it was corrupting us, and it was. It was leftist propaganda. Then I thought of the irony of irony in Iron Made and Metal. ☺
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