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Thoughts and Dreams of Aaron Schmidt

This is the online journal of Aaron Schmidt where he records his thoughts (when they seem relevant) and his dreams (when he can remember them).

04 November 2004 Nothing wrong with me

[bass x4]

Woke up last night with demons in my head
The room's so cold, and someone's in my bed
They creep inside, warn me I'll be dead
In 20 years and 20 days I'll be floating in the ...

Red inside, what's with all these fuckin' eyes?

[bass x1]

Keep your lies, give me the chance to feel surprised.

[bass x1]

There's nothing wrong with may
I just need air to breathe

and another day to stay alive.

[bass x2]

One look, one touch, she's rolling in my mind
All I want is too much, I need to redefine.
One touch, one kiss, she's rolling in my bed
If I don't stop my evil ways, I'll be floating in the ...

Red inside, what's with all these fuckin' eyes?

[bass x1]

Keep your lies, give me the chance to feel surprised.

[bass x1]

There's nothing wrong with may
I just want one more day,
another day to stay alive.

[bass x4]

[bass x2]

They fed it all to me ... and now I serve it

[bass x2]

They gave it all to me ... I don't deserve it

[bass x2]

There's nothing left of me, I'm just another servant
There's nothing wrong with may
I just want one more day,
another day to stay alive.

to stay alive
to stay alive
to stay alive
to stay alive

04 October 2004 Tiger maul Roy

Ahhh justice ... it can be so sweet sometimes.

I just found out on the BBC that Roy (from Siegfried & Roy) was attacked last night by one of his precious, white tigers.

Apparently he's in critical condition and I am hoping that he dies.

This man has spent his life preforming shows with these rare tigers and while this is cute and funny and entertaining for an audience of humans, this is not the proper life for a tiger, nor any animal. Given the choice, I'm sure each and every one of those tigers would choose the wild over their cage.

But they are not given a choice.

If you take away freedom, you take away the soul.

*Update*
I was harsh in saying that Roy should die. No one deserves death and I am sorry for wishing this upon him. He deserves to be caged and put on display but not to die.

12 September 2004 Forgotten Kingdom

Crazy dream this morning.

I'm still working on the story but here's the basic outline:
- small group of people (< 10) banished from the kingdom
- language barrier was frustrating
- before being banished we played in competitions with live weapons and some of the competitions had been held outside the kingdom ... perhaps we could find some of the discarded weapons?
- had detailed map of surrounding area
- decided as a group to go off-map exploring to search for red meat (brain power) and weapons
- discovered old human habitation with the appearance of a 17th century American colonial settlement
- all people are dead but walking around in a zombified state through the abandoned houses (zombies were not dangerous ... more like ghosts)
- in one of the houses, we discovered a "guide" who took us on a tour of the basement, explaining that items from the ghost world can be brought across into the real world by will power ... as a demonstration he picked up a small banana and started to eat it without a problem
- one of the strong, silent men in our group picked up another banana and was immediately transformed into zombie
- started running, trying to escape the basement but couldn't find exit or stairs
- wailing siren beings to sound (which actually turned out to be my alarm clock)

Even though it got cut off, I'm still pretty happy with the dream. Should make a good story.
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