posted on Feb, 9 2003 @ 06:39 AM
I woke up in a fury, just moments ago. Disturbed from the inner thoughts that were floating through my subconscience.
Iraq and North Korea, were launching at the US, and were in the process of decimating several cities. The White House was gone, Most of DC was gone,
which some could argue would be a good thing. It was not.
I clenched my son and familly and we went to the nearest nuclear fallout evacuation center.... (in real life I have not a clue where one is)
Through many Gates and checkpoints we make it through into safety only to have a nuke land right near us, as I was holding my family, clutching
them... and praying. Just before this, i was encouraging others to get right with God.
I was having a mental toss in my mind, should I tell people to pray to get right with God? No, we will be alright... will we? So I did, and people
started praying... moments later we were ashes.
The people who were left after the decimation, were brought to evacuation centers where they boarded planes and was flown to the nearest containment
center. These "containment" centers were located under the Denver International Airport and various other locales near airports.
The survivors were taken into this area to cleanse themselves from the nuclear ash. The room was huge with high chainlink fences, with barb wire
facing inwards and shower heads over the top. Homeland Security agents, led the remaining people [survivors of the fallout] into these cleansing
chambers where the gasses of the showerheads eliminated them. The Bodies were hauled off into the incinerators below.
What a fookin dream. I woke me up from a dead sleep... I went in and covered up my son, and came straight to the PC. To share this story with
whoever reads it, and make a plea to get yourself right within the universe. If you have done some dumb #... ask the Eternal God for a spiritual
cleanse, [religious preference not necessary] and just ask to be cleansed of your wrongful doings... and get right.
Things are about to get real fookin hairy. It is gonna make 9-11 look like a mosquito bite. So make sure you got your head on right. And keep an
eye on who you think is there to help you. Population Control.... could mean YOU.