I had a disturbingly realistic nightmare this morning.
I don't know why these dreams always involve my friend Brian, but they do. I think maybe it's because I spent so long trying to convince him of what Donald Trump really is, and he refuses to see it. I showed him a link to the most incriminating document I could find: https://static.project2025.org/2025_MandateForLeadership_FULL.pdf
All he ever did was tell me that Trump said he wasn't going to implement it.
Anyway, enough background. The dream.
It was an unspecified time in the future. The police or ICE or someone had been to my house before the dream began, and informed me that I was to be arrested and deported for homosexual activity. For some reason, they had chosen to let me call a few people to get my affairs in order. Brian was the first person I called.
He didn't believe me, of course. Those types never do. At first he was convinced I was pranking him, and because it was a dream and I do not have any inhibitions in dreams, I started yelling at him, telling him again that it was absolutely happening. His response was to say, "They can't do that, that's unconstitutional!" I told him his actions had led to a regime that was fully convinced they could do that. He said he didn't vote in the last election (which is true, because he had finally started losing faith in Trump, but he was terrified of Kamala being elected). This was my response:
"I told you they were going to do it! I warned you! I even showed you documentation of what their plan was, and you called me a liar! I showed you Project 2025, and you said he wasn't going to implement it, even after admitting that he lies about everything! And now he's doing what I told you he was going to do! But hey. At least you didn't get the black lady who laughs a lot. Because THAT would have been a disaster!"
That was where I woke up, because I really didn't want the dream to cut to where I was sent to a hellish third world concentration camp.
All he ever did was tell me that Trump said he wasn't going to implement it.
Anyway, enough background. The dream.
It was an unspecified time in the future. The police or ICE or someone had been to my house before the dream began, and informed me that I was to be arrested and deported for homosexual activity. For some reason, they had chosen to let me call a few people to get my affairs in order. Brian was the first person I called.
He didn't believe me, of course. Those types never do. At first he was convinced I was pranking him, and because it was a dream and I do not have any inhibitions in dreams, I started yelling at him, telling him again that it was absolutely happening. His response was to say, "They can't do that, that's unconstitutional!" I told him his actions had led to a regime that was fully convinced they could do that. He said he didn't vote in the last election (which is true, because he had finally started losing faith in Trump, but he was terrified of Kamala being elected). This was my response:
"I told you they were going to do it! I warned you! I even showed you documentation of what their plan was, and you called me a liar! I showed you Project 2025, and you said he wasn't going to implement it, even after admitting that he lies about everything! And now he's doing what I told you he was going to do! But hey. At least you didn't get the black lady who laughs a lot. Because THAT would have been a disaster!"
That was where I woke up, because I really didn't want the dream to cut to where I was sent to a hellish third world concentration camp.