I Don't Want To Stop Dreaming

I woke up, in another dream. I am sitting in my favorite office chair, in front of my computer, holding my remote mouse ... the desk top screen is looking, like it was glued onto my monitor, and my favorite, cartoon cat, is hanging on for dear life ...
I see my skin as being photosynthetic , I know that it isn't right ... needs to be pinker, with a touch of egg shell ....
I miss my electronics ... so yeah, now I am forced to live in the 70's again ... yes, again. Who are you to judge me? I am nothing, but a part of the grander picture, as you are. Our life forces were, all connected to one another ...
Then there were, bursts of radiation, coming out of the sky, showering down on us, like heavy rain storms, taking out any electrical field, that was in its path ... my path was disrupted, as it was for the other paths around me.
I am writing this from my lap top, it's hooked up to a generator, which can only be run for short periods of time ... I keep it in a locked shed, with barbed wire fencing, all around it, at least 6 feet high ...
My dream is starting to come to an end, things are starting to get wavy, but I don't want to go back to reality. I don't want to stop dreaming.
Oh damn, I wake up again, in the outer dream world to; no light, no running water, no safe food to eat, no clean air to breathe. The only thing to do again, is to lay here, and wait till I can fall asleep ... again. I close my eyes, and think, when will it end, (the darkness), when will it end?

Zombies On My Roof Top

I am alone today, just like any other day, no one is around. The silence is deafening.

Thump ... thump ... What was that noise, that I suddenly just heard? I wonder to myself, who or what is out there? The noise is coming from above my ceiling.

Again I hear, Thump ... Thump. The noise is starting to become more unsettling. I wonder if I should go out there and start investigating it, or if I should stay here inside my safe room, where I can lock myself in, until the noise stops.

With that thought, even though I don't really know what that noise is, I still wish that I could go outside again, without being afraid of the constant blasts of Radiation from the Radioactive Solar showers, and also the fact that it is still very bright outside, and that most of the time, I can hardly see my hand in front of my face.

The Radiation seems to take its toll on healthy people too because my skin is now all red and blotchy, and my hair is dry and thin, probably because I went outside to soon, to look for anyone who might still be alive.

Like a fool, I thought that my health would only be suffering from the fall out from the Nukes, but of course, I was wrong.

The Radioactive Solar showers are proving to be just as bad, or even worse at times, only because they haven't stopped happening yet.

At least if it would have only been nuclear, the fallout effects from it would have stopped happening, in a few months or so, after the last bomb was launched toward us.

I also wouldn't still be cooped up inside of my shoe box sized apartment, without much to keep me entertained, because I would be able to go outside again, for more than just a short period of time.

There are no working Computers, or cell phones, no more watching TV, and no more video games to play. The electricity no longer works. Cars won't start, and even if they did, the digital gas pumps won't work.

There are barely any survivors, and those people who did survive, and were affected the worst, I call them 'Zombies', and I think that I may have a few of them on my roof top, as I am writing this.

Reflections Of A Black And White Star

There she was, standing by the window, reflecting her thoughts, drowning out her sorrows, looking better than she ought to, at this age. Never able to fit in, with people in her age group, with how they conduct their lives. Her spirit, will not allow that to happen.
It is like she is losing her grip on reality, thinking that she is still 30 something.
She wonders if she is really someone, who comes from a higher being, who lives on some bright star. Who is some how keeping her mind in a younger state, and she is then able to understand the younger generations, well, not so much this latest one, but only because of how they are being taught in school, compared to how she was. No more critical thinking, nothing past the mind numbing ps3, or wii games, and more games. Don't worry to much though kiddies, I am sure that you can become walmart greeters, which doesn't require critical thinking, just a friendly smile and a sales flier.

It Has Gone Nook Lee Errrrr

I walk a long a sleepless highway. The air smells like the stench from a smoldering fire. I feel like I am getting covered with a hot snow.
What is this, I wonder, its not cold like snow, but it looks like snow.
There hasn't been any sign of another person for days. I search endlessly for some other person, walking along this road, but no one seems to exist, but me .... "HELLO .... IS ANYBODY OUT THERE!," I shout. Shhhhh listen, did you hear that? I hope the sound is not in my head, due to loneliness.....
Please give me your answer soon, I don't want to be alone anymore.

Ok ... I Can make This Work ........

Riding my bike, in the bright sunlight,
thinking of you, while I take in the sights.
I can't wobble, I can't fall
Did that once, I didn't like it at all.

How far can I go, I don't know,
Need to remember, to take it slow.
The sun is very hot, I am almost home,
my skin is red, so what, leave me alone.

Oh my sunscreen, what have you done to me?

I feel like I am on fire ... under the sunscreen.
Oh, how can I go on like this, I wonder ...
Who will look at me now, with this light my fire, kind of look?
My chain is glued to my chest ... can't pull it off.
Why did I think that sunscreen was a good thing?
Those damn commercials, I think ...
Read the label ... where is the warning?
Skin is delicate ... sun is hot ... don't forget to put on SPF 15!!!
Don't leave home without it.