By 2012 something will happen, even movies made. In the last lucid dream I remember happening to the world again. Passed all sorts of cataclysms eloquent as I walked quiet always dodging death in my dream there was a pervasive certainty where I do not spend anything. Yesterday, without warning we are in the midst of an alternative explanation of our origins as living beings, the proposal now is to place the human being as the mixture of an alien with a human (or a Lulu, as they call us aliens, which also have their name on race but forgot). Aliens created us after the dinosaurs, are experts in genetics, made us like them so much so that finished sharing their orgasms with us. It seems that recently in Beijing a gigantic UFO was sighted over the city, the airport air traffic had to be suspended for hours. My no interest on this me leads to only having read a couple of power points my mom has sent me the item, where it seems that the universe will align, ie, will remain a mess, but now the astral energy flow will channel or spread, expand, integrate, transmute or however you want to call otherwise. It is as if the second hand move forward one square at one time, a kind of simple "crack" or "click" or "tuck" almost audible. My friends said that we make a survival kit and hid in our meeting point in the woods of Spring, on the outskirts of the city. For once we started we left the bog to the point meeting, to see how we managed it. I stayed weighing, and once safely in our venue fucking what? "," Tuna to eat some toast?
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