I hope to meet a bunch more of you wonderful people someday.
I dream of having a new computer.
I hope to have rich, vibrant friendsips with the people in my life.
I dream of Jeannie. well, no… not really… but you knew SOMEONE was gonna do it…
I hope that someday I will have enough money to take care of my friends and the kids I know, and for people who are hurting and in need… hopefully, they will never want for anything. (yes, I have love and affection in abundance for the right people… but that doesn’t do too much)
I dream of softly falling kitten corpses. I dream of cops and hamsters. I dream of a big boat with a crew of two (me and the wife) and days of fishing. I dream of being a monkey in a past life. I dream dreams of people dreaming dreams. I dream of being a movie star. I dream of finishing a book. I dream of having the power to change the world for the better. I dream of having the power to kick anyone in the nuts that I want to with no repucussions.
I dream other stuff too. Dark, deadly stuff. Stuff that has no business being posted on a nice, family message board.
I dream of my face on television screens across the nation, and newspaper front covers singing my praises. I dream of my image on huge fifty-foot high posters on the sides of buildings and my name in the hearts and minds of every man, woman and child.
I dream of vast armies of men and material marching forth under my banner and soldiers prepared to die in my name.
I dream of my enemies cowering in fear at the sound of my voice and the burning of towns, cities, and whole nations which refuse to bow down to my will.
Dude, that was beautiful. Just beautiful. I normally hate “me too” posts, but man, that’s my dream too, put far more eloquently then I ever could. If I make the dream come true, you want a job as propaganda minister? And if you get in power first, could you consider not putting me in the gulag?
I’ve never had any dreams for myself. My dad taught me I could fail at anything I put my mind to. Most of my dreams in the last few years have been of endlessly going up and down stairs and elevators, never finding what I’m looking for.
It would be nice if, eventually, I’m seen on the SDMB as a guy who seems to know what he’s talking about. Probably never happen.
If I ever win big in the lottery, I’m gonna subsidize this message board