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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).

21 January 2005 Revelation 16

From the temple I heard a voice shout to the seven angels, "Go and empty the seven bowels of God's anger on the earth."

The first angel emptied his bowel on the earth. At once, ugly and painful sores broke out on everyone.

The second angel emptied his bowel on the sea. Right away the sea turned into blood like that of a dead person, and every living thing in the sea died.

The third angel emptied his bowel into the rivers and streams. At once they turned to blood.

After this, I heard the altar shout, "Yes, Lord God All-Powerful, your judgments are honest and fair."

The fourth angel emptied his bowel on the sun, and it began to scorch people like fire.

The fifth angel emptied his bowel on the throne of the beast. At once darkness covered its kingdom, and its people began biting their tongues in pain.

The sixth angel emptied his bowel on the great Euphrates River, and it completely dried up to make a road for the kings from the east.

As soon as the seventh angel emptied his bowel in the air, a loud voice from the throne in the temple shouted, "It's done!"

09 December 2004 What's the point?

Been doing a lot of random thinking recently, between my travels from work and home. Thinking about the value of my life.

I mean, really, have I done anything to change the world in even the smallest way?

I'm happy with my life, with what I've accomplished. No complaints. But when I stop and think, I realize everything I've done will just wash away in 100 years, probably more like 10. The internet is just too damn large to stand out.

My only consolation is that I'm young and there may yet be time to design something original. Something for history.

01 December 2004 Screaming baby

I had horrible nightmare last night. I don't remember much, only the ending.

I was standing outside by the side of the road. It was daytime and nothing in the scene was scary in anyway. A familiar car was sitting by the curb.

As I approached the car I noticed that the frontseat passenger looked like me but he was a lot smaller. In fact, it was a baby with my face. In the backseat sat my father and like the baby, he looked exactly like me.

They were both staring at me intently, these two aaron's of a different age. I reeled back in horror and all of sudden I felt the urge to scream well within me.

Not in fear or in pain ... but in expression. I wanted to scream to make sure I was alive.

So I let a great bellow come forth from deep within me.

AahhhHhhh ... AahhhHhhh !

The faces continued their dreadful stare.

Louder this time!


And then I felt somone shaking me and I awoke with my eyes wide open and I was screaming out loud!

AAaahhhhH ... AAaahhhhH !!!

"Love, what's wrong?!? What's wrong?!"
Aurélie was there, beside me.
"It's ok, it's ok, stop screaming."

I stopped screaming and I smiled.

I felt alive.