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[22:12]	<Mesousa>	I had the most beautiful dream last night.
[22:12]	<JessicaTaylor>	@seen sir_Les
[22:12]	<trebot>	JessicaTaylor: sir_Les was last seen in #wrongplanet 4 weeks, 3 days, 3 hours, 5 minutes, and 29 seconds ago: <Sir_Les> Oooopppssss!!! Sorry wrong channel. Bye all
[22:12]	<JessicaTaylor>	Mesousa: ooh what was it about
[22:13]	<Mesousa>	I dreamt that the world I lived on was not this world, but rather that it was very close to ending. I could zoom out of it and watch over it like I was omniscient, it was not an ordinary world as it was comprised only partially out of land and ordinary atomic particles, but rather it was a world constructed out of words and information.
[22:13]	<CrazyEddy>	\Hmmmm.
[22:13]	<Mesousa>	It was like looking at a gigantic library, and then reading all of the pages like that, if the library was a planet.
[22:14]	<Mesousa>	All the pages at the same time, rather.
[22:14]	<JessicaTaylor>	wow
[22:15]	<Mesousa>	And all the different words collided into one another like the currents of magma under the earths crust or the tectonic plates, and then like volcanoes new words and information would spew from underneath it in a wonderous torrent.
[22:15]	<JessicaTaylor>	:o
[22:16]	<Mesousa>	It was a lot bigger than our world too, there were entire satellites hanging in the sky written in data and language structures I couldn't even understand, and morphing so that I could read them as they were in English, French, Japanese, languages I could recognize and they always said the same thing, like the words at an airport so that all the people wouldn't become confused.
[22:18]	<Mesousa>	The satellites floated above the land like skeletons, there were oceans but the only reason they were oceans was because the letters and words inside of them were not quite as fully formed as the satellites or the landscapes, rather they were formless and murky, as if they existed like the sediments or the remains of something that had once been formed that had broken down and become shapeless, and could only await being reformed again.
[22:18]	<JessicaTaylor>	I wish I could have a dream like that
[22:19]	<JessicaTaylor>	you could write a book
[22:19]	<Mesousa>	The interesting thing was that I felt I had a goal or a purpose to serve on this new world, it was a place where I floated from node to node retrieving data and reading or writing new words, as if I was simply another neuron in a brain that served to teach and expand itself.
[22:19]	<Mesousa>	My life didn't feel as misguided or confused as it did here, and I never felt like I had to question what I was doing.
[22:20]	<JessicaTaylor>	Okay you've lost me
[22:20]	<Mesousa>	It was a very vivid but very unrealistic dream.
[22:20]	<elias`>	some kind of literature story telling style
[22:20]	<elias`>	it always seems so weird
[22:20]	<Mesousa>	If I could show you a movie of it you might understand, but I don't know how to make a movie.