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. Maybe God will use what I post (I am a Christian and this blog will have a most decidedly Christian bent to it) to good effect in the lives of my readers.
I may turn some of my posts into a book. I may cease blogging here altogether. Who knows. But for now..I am content to post away in this, my own little corner of the world.
Rather than reading through my now lengthy list of posts you may wish to read what I consider to be my very best posts or you can just read the posts that deal with a single subject category that might interest you.
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And if you are in San Diego and wish to meet the one and only Carlos (that's me)...drop me a private message. I always enjoy meeting one of my readers!
Thanks.
Carlos
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. Maybe God will use what I post (I am a Christian and this blog will have a most decidedly Christian bent to it) to good effect in the lives of my readers. I may turn some of my posts into a book. I may cease blogging here altogether. Who knows. But for now..I am content to post away in this, my own little corner of the world.
Rather than reading through my now lengthy list of posts you may wish to read what I consider to be my very best posts or you can just read the posts that deal with a single subject category that might interest you.
Please know that I am open to any input on any topic I write about. If you have something to say about anything you see written here please....feel free to speak up in the form of leaving a comment or sending me a PM (private message).
And if you are in San Diego and wish to meet the one and only Carlos (that's me
)...drop me a private message. I always enjoy meeting one of my readers!Thanks.
Carlos
PS. If you want to follow my blog such that you will get an email when I write new posts you can subscribe to my blog.
I chase a skinny Martian!
Posted 09-29-2009 at 11:28 AM by carlos123
Had a hilarious dream just before I woke up that I thought I would share with you all.
Me and a bunch of other folks were on the walk-out terrace of some office building milling about when we observed a bunch of aliens (presumed to be Martians though I don't know exactly where they were from) come streaming out of an elevator. There were a couple of stick figure like one's (with a large globe head) about as tall as a young teenager among a bunch of little one's that looked about the size of G.I. man toys or Barbie's.
All running toward us. Somehow the doors to the terrace flew open and they all came into where we were and started tormenting us like the little devil's in the middle ages painting by the name of Dante's inferno.
Anyway....
There was screaming and hollering with these little aliens and the couple of taller one's poking and prodding us. I don't know quite what they were after but there was general panic at being assaulted by these little aliens.
I had a branch in my hand (I have no idea what I was doing with a branch in my hand LOL) and decided that I was going to use it against the tall one that was coming toward me. So I poked his head with it and pop! The tan liquid that had been bouncing around inside it's head like water swishing about in a moving goldfish bowl and which was presumably it's brain started spilling out of the hole.
All the little aliens and the one I had poked immediately started running back the way they had come.
I started after the one tall one I had poked.
It desperately ran down the stairs. I chased after it.
I remember thinking that as a human I should be able to beat it at going down the stairs. Sure enough by the time it had got down to the bottom of the stairs I had caught up with it.
But before I did I had swatted another alien that had shown up on the way down. That other alien looked like mostly the head part with no body. I had swatted it with my stick, it had fallen over (as much as it could do so given it had no body more or less) and I had left it there while I continued the chase of the other one.
The first alien I had been chasing had mistakenly or otherwise wound up running into a corner of the building at the the base of the stairs that had no door (maybe it didn't know what a door was?). So I came up to it and poked it some more.
It fell and more goo came out. But I remember not wanting to poke it too much lest all of it's brain goo fall out such that it would have been difficult for our scientists to learn much about it.
And then...I woke up! Laughing!
What a silly dream. At least on the surface.
I don't usually remember dreams so vividly. Believe it or not I have had dreams like this before where the Lord actually spoke to me through such dreams.
This one may be such a dream though I am not certain it is. Maybe the aliens were demons and maybe the branch in my hands was the weakened word of God (I have not been reading much lately) that should have been a sword. The point being that even a weakened word has power if I will use it.
There was also the need to not panic along with others. The need to be brave and courageous. To not only defend myself but to take the initiative and bring the battle to the...alien by chasing it down the stairs? Hmm...don't know about any significance to that part.
The easily poked head and the way the goo came out...well...that might signify how powerless and easily overcome demons are if we will not just give in to believing that we are helpless before them.
Of course this dream could have also been just one of countless random dreams and more a result of my having had plain bread for a late night snack last night (I didn't want to wake my sleeping roommate and didn't want to make a bunch of kitchen noise).
Though I am not sure what plain bread and aliens have to do with each other.
You never know (at least not with this dream. Others from the Lord have been crystal clear in meaning for the most part).
But I thought it was pretty funny so I would share it with you all.
So if you see any aliens come streaming out of an elevator at your office...grab a branch and get ready to defend yourself. The head is the weak part (at least in the tall ones). Just poke it and they will all scatter LOL.
Carlos
Me and a bunch of other folks were on the walk-out terrace of some office building milling about when we observed a bunch of aliens (presumed to be Martians though I don't know exactly where they were from) come streaming out of an elevator. There were a couple of stick figure like one's (with a large globe head) about as tall as a young teenager among a bunch of little one's that looked about the size of G.I. man toys or Barbie's.
All running toward us. Somehow the doors to the terrace flew open and they all came into where we were and started tormenting us like the little devil's in the middle ages painting by the name of Dante's inferno.
Anyway....
There was screaming and hollering with these little aliens and the couple of taller one's poking and prodding us. I don't know quite what they were after but there was general panic at being assaulted by these little aliens.
I had a branch in my hand (I have no idea what I was doing with a branch in my hand LOL) and decided that I was going to use it against the tall one that was coming toward me. So I poked his head with it and pop! The tan liquid that had been bouncing around inside it's head like water swishing about in a moving goldfish bowl and which was presumably it's brain started spilling out of the hole.
All the little aliens and the one I had poked immediately started running back the way they had come.
I started after the one tall one I had poked.
It desperately ran down the stairs. I chased after it.
I remember thinking that as a human I should be able to beat it at going down the stairs. Sure enough by the time it had got down to the bottom of the stairs I had caught up with it.
But before I did I had swatted another alien that had shown up on the way down. That other alien looked like mostly the head part with no body. I had swatted it with my stick, it had fallen over (as much as it could do so given it had no body more or less) and I had left it there while I continued the chase of the other one.
The first alien I had been chasing had mistakenly or otherwise wound up running into a corner of the building at the the base of the stairs that had no door (maybe it didn't know what a door was?). So I came up to it and poked it some more.
It fell and more goo came out. But I remember not wanting to poke it too much lest all of it's brain goo fall out such that it would have been difficult for our scientists to learn much about it.
And then...I woke up! Laughing!
What a silly dream. At least on the surface.
I don't usually remember dreams so vividly. Believe it or not I have had dreams like this before where the Lord actually spoke to me through such dreams.
This one may be such a dream though I am not certain it is. Maybe the aliens were demons and maybe the branch in my hands was the weakened word of God (I have not been reading much lately) that should have been a sword. The point being that even a weakened word has power if I will use it.
There was also the need to not panic along with others. The need to be brave and courageous. To not only defend myself but to take the initiative and bring the battle to the...alien by chasing it down the stairs? Hmm...don't know about any significance to that part
. The easily poked head and the way the goo came out...well...that might signify how powerless and easily overcome demons are if we will not just give in to believing that we are helpless before them.
Of course this dream could have also been just one of countless random dreams and more a result of my having had plain bread for a late night snack last night (I didn't want to wake my sleeping roommate and didn't want to make a bunch of kitchen noise).
Though I am not sure what plain bread and aliens have to do with each other.
You never know (at least not with this dream. Others from the Lord have been crystal clear in meaning for the most part).
But I thought it was pretty funny so I would share it with you all.
So if you see any aliens come streaming out of an elevator at your office...grab a branch and get ready to defend yourself. The head is the weak part (at least in the tall ones). Just poke it and they will all scatter LOL.
Carlos
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