fly on the wall
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8/23/2008 10:19:22 PM
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I had this dream about a world of lesbians
It was interesting. I think I was influenced by my theory that most girls (at least the ones I've known in the past 10 years) don't like other girls much. Anyway in the dream, for a time all the girls hated each other, and then this atmosphere caused it to become almost exotic, where women dealt with other women so rarely that suddenly it became like the new sensation, as the whole population of women determined at the same time that women aren't as bad as they thought. Within a short span of time, all the women got tired of men at once and started getting together with women. Men became almost obsolete, unless they were gay or open to being gay. Then I decided to get up on a stage and plea for things to return to normal, I proclaimed to all the women "You know you want me." I was angry. I was demonstrative. I could feel the power of my words as I watched the eyes of various women in the crowd become transfixed by my appeal. :~D Then I saw a few scattered women starting to climb the steps of the stage. They were coming towards me in a broken line. Many of them were also talking to me, beckoning me to pick them. I looked around the stage and realized I was now surrounded by lusty women who all remembered at once that a man is what they crave. I tried to get my arms around as many as I could. I knew it was up to me to save the world and bring all the women back to mankind, as it were. Yes, sure most would have to settle for some lesser man out there because I couldn't love them all, but maybe they'd be happy with those other, inferior sorts, though I wasn't sure about that. I was thinking about this dilemma when I awakened. There was a single white rose in my bed and a note that said "You promised to come see me next. Love, Cleopatra"
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