Friday, 24 October 2014

How an emp can impact how lives

At the moment an EMP blast from our sun could cause serious implications to our modem way of living.
Right now the sun is really churning out some huge x class flares, but lucky for us they have erupted not in direct path to earth, but the one that just expelled a flare 10x bigger than earth was not in line with earth yet but is due to face us in the very near future. We just have to hope it doesn't erupt and just moves on by.
Even when it passes us the cold spot can eventually show again when it come back around.
Our main problem we have is that earths magnetic field that protects us is very weak at the moment as we have been taking some beatings within this year and a direct EMP blast could possibly happen.
If it doesn't that earth is very very lucky.

If the network got fried all over the world, then almost everybody would be screwed.
Here is a list of important things we depend on that could be lost due to our reliance on Electricity.

Pacemakers that keep peoples hearts ticking will suddenly stop.

Cash machine (no power) meaning computers can't talk to each other. This means no money for us people who rely on banks.

Lorries no longer able to transport food and goods to stores so we can't clean or eat.

No buses or trains without power.

No emergency services can receive calls and respond as all security alarms in shop will be disabled opening doors to looting. Police can't call for backup or use their tazzers on their suspects.

No more news or advice on what to do because we can't revive any forms of known news.

We will all be in the dark instantly.

The only way we can get through this is through mechanical replacements to tills and transport systems.
And maybe wind up pace makers and to teach people who were used to ready made meals in freezers on how to make food for themselves.

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Location:Briar Way,Skegness,United Kingdom

Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Playing the hand with the gods

Last night I only seem to be able to recall the end part of my dream, but it was a interesting moment that really left me thinking.
I was standing on a roman style balcony gazing down on what looked like a world full of life and activity.
I wanted to take a closer look so I decided to move down to a lower down balcony and this gave me a better view in deed.
I notice many beings moving their hands as if they are assisting other beings in this little world as if they had their own part to play.
At first I thought it was just like using an ipad with gesture control with the hands.
After seeing what they were doing I decided to lower my hand and I swished over a van that swerved off the road into a fast running river,
The sudden shock of what I caused made me react and lower my hand through some strange field and I grabbed the van between my finger and thumb and placed it back on the road.
Suddenly the other beings saw my action and looked at me as if I done something wrong.
I suddenly felt as if I broken a law, I felt that we are only meant to send winds of suggestion and influence and at no point are we to reveal our presence.
I suddenly understood my mistake strait away.
Regardless of what mistakes we make in assisting the people, we are not to do actions that point to our hands.
It was then my alarm woken me up to our world.
I sat up and said" winds of suggested influence ". And not just meaning winds of air.

I'm now going to go sleep now, at almost 6:30am to bring you more dream discoveries. So goodmornight

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Location:Dream world

Friday, 29 August 2014

I Dream of a dead woman's spirit trying to re animate her dead body

Last night my dream would be classified as a nightmare to the average dreamer, but I choose to engage into events with interest and curiosity and am only going to report what events happened so here goes...
There was an incident where I found a woman laying down on the floor, she appears to be dead, and yet as I approach I could see that she hadn't been dead long, I also noticed a translucent entity interlaced trying so hard to animate her own body.
She was fighting with so much desperation to move her body.
Sometimes she could move parts of her lips.
Her eyelid would move and sometimes her eyes looked at me as if she was looking at me through a corpse.
She seemed so desperate to not give up as if she had something really important she needed to say or do that meant she had to move her body to make her point.
The woman's body was covered it scabs of dried blood and her hair was very thin and long as if she had been taken down by some biological or radioactive cause.
Maybe this dream was a way of showing me a perspective of thought that I would never have thought up.
Could this be a sign of something to come? Or the fact that when some people get killed or die, that they try with great effort to hold onto their own bodies so badly but don't have anybody in our realm that can see them.
Please comment if you know what this dream is trying to tell me, I normally can translate my own dreams, but need to take some time to think about this before I can see what it means.
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One Mystical Man and 4 tattooed people with squirrel and wolves

I had an interesting dream yesterday night, I was amongst a group of people standing around infront of some mystical man, we all had what looked like spiritual tattoos on our right arms there were four of us in total and I had a wolf tattoo and so did another person and there other 2 people both had squirrel spirit tattoos,
I am sure that this mystical man was responsible for our tattoos and apparently they give us the ability to change our forms.
There was one woman in the group, she was the also the other bearer of the wolf tattoo.
The other 2 men with squirrel tattoos seemed to debate the spirit of the squirrel and the woman wanted to change to squirrel spirit.
I was not really fussy at all, but the mystical man decided to resolve this moment and he touched my arm and the woman's arm and then he touched the arms of the two guys placing the wolf spirit onto their right arms and then he touched my arm and the woman's giving both of us squirrel tattoos.
Then the mystical man vanished leaving us with what we had.
I then questioned the group about what's the meaning of these tattoos?
I was told that they are transformation tattoos.
It was at that point I realised I got the bad deal as a wolf was big and powerful and yet me and this woman was given a creature that was small and innocent.
I know that in these dreams in these random dream worlds, I have abilities and powers to conquer my dream world with no fear at all.
The fact that I could turn into a squirrel at any moment and see the world through a small world perspective. I started looking around for somewhere to hide my clothes if I were to change, the woman was with me all the time while we looked all over the place.
I found myself  outside a wilkinson style store and there was a passage with what looked like a cleaner cupboard at the end of it, I could feel something inside of me changing turned to see the  woman had just rushed inside the cleaners cupboard as she started to shrink and went to hide behind what looked like a huge electric mop machine.
Then a man with a brush was walking towards the room and suddenly he notices a squirrel by the wall along the front of the stall, he made chase with his brush raised ready to clout the squirrel .
I then approached him before I changed, and said to the guy, that is a very rare protected breed of squirrel and if any harm comes to them you will be causing a stir in something you will never forgive yourself for.
The guy then realised his actions to be very irrational  and looked at me realising how is actions were so bad, and he had been stressed on his job that he wasn't thinking strait.
I was relieved that I thought back at my transformation.
Lucky for me I heard a alert sound, and then I opened my eyes into the woken world and saw it was about 8am, I did however, have the alarm to wake me at seven, but it seems that I must have awoken and deactivated it with no memory of it. And decided to accept it as, it is what it is.
And then I wondered why did I end up with a squirrel tattoo on my arm in the dream.
I looked it up online and found a similar tattoo, the tattoo in my dream was almost tribal warrior like.
It's kinder strange as on this awoken day,  Squirrel subject seemed to plague my mind with strange coincidences one after another, or maybe I must have only noticed details that would normally would have passed me if I wasn't thinking about it.
I just thought this was interesting and worth a blog about.
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Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Important Message to parents and people who have creative children

So either you are creative or know somebody who shows early signs of creativity.
To a young person, the world of creativity can be such a lonely place as they often hide in silence and pretend to be like everybody else.
Feeling ashamed to admit their needs and often strive through the most important perspectives and creative thoughts and yet they have no access to the creative tools and yet their minds will feel enclosed and trapped.
That is why I am composing this this post, because you have a chance to identify and encourage the Adults of the children the importants of keeping their children equipt with all the tools needed to see them through their growing life.
Here I am composing a list of items from the basic to advanced, the more items you ad to the kit the better chance you will give the child for the future.

  1. Plenty of white paper

  2. Pencils, ruler, plenty of pencils including sharpener ect..

  3. Sound recording device, tape or digital that allows easy and safe storage for future reflection.

  4. Video recording device, with HDSD memory cards, I recommend a SD storage case with plenty room for lots of cards.

  5. Filing cabinet for pictures and ideas.

  6. Instruments of any kind to help promote the creative mind and may inspire Creative writing, and song writing.

  7. Lego or any toys that promote building or anything where making is involved. This could lead to constructive and inventive ways of thinking.

  8. Access to Nature and books such as Aztec civilisations promote Adventurous and ambitious thoughts of other people and places and let them be inspired.

Sunday, 15 June 2014

Burning planets of life

I have had a very vivid few nights sleep on the Framar.
My dreams have been acting as a vivid alternate life mirrored at this one.
The people and places act as my 2nd world in between this one and as I allow my dream to flow freely letting randomness surprise me as I go, curious to what lies in the echoes of my mind and the boundaries of my dream walls membranes, in between the walls is the passageway into other people's dreams, This is how I find my way into other people's dreams and following the stench of other people's fears to find my way to people who need help.
This morning I got up to see my brother Glen off as he walks 9.5 miles to Lincoln to get his train back to Nottingham, But then I laid down a bit and told Siri on my iPhone to give me a 1 hour count down.
He then said you have 60 minutes and counting.
Believe me this was one of my most longest dreamed 60 minutes ever.
I had so many vivid dreams that I woken up a few times to make sure the countdown is still working, and it was still counting down.
I know my dreams were about flying , I was investigating burning balls of light that even for a dream, I could feel the heat from each one.
For a moment I was starting to doubt my own safety at this point.
It wasn't until I went back to sleep again, that I started taking more notice of these very bright balls of burning flames like small suns and I decided not to fear them, and I flew towards the flames, oh my gosh, the heat was really intense, but I knew I was in my dream body and I knew I could handle this.
So I flew right into it, my eyes at the same time were blinded in such a high level of light as I went in,
Then I started to see there was a planet inside with blue seas and beautiful beaches, and a lot of lush green lands creating a very intensively colourful planet. It seems that the flames around the planet, not only gave the planet light, it hidden it with a fiery wall of protection.
I didn't fly right down to the ground as I was so made up from this surprise that I woken up and called it a day. As I needed to go to bardney village to get some food and drink. I am writing this blog in the old Angel inn charging my ipad and drinking strawberry and lime cider.
And I share my dreams with you.
Sorry I haven't blogged in a while, but I am writing a novel called Sunset Dreams. So please follow this blog and you will get a chance to know when by book is to be released.

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Location:Queen Street,Lincoln,United Kingdom

Monday, 12 May 2014

Secrets to unlock creative writing

You don't need to go on a creative writing course if you are already creative. You can be a very creative writer regardless if you are dyslexic or have trouble spelling, sometimes an over creative mind is busting at the seems and needs a perfect flow to allow the words to come out.
I have discovered something very special that needs a new understanding.
I know there will be some amazing stories never told because of they worry of gramma and punctuation.
But the secret is, they have been acting as obstacles that you may know as writers block.
Because you are thinking about that spelling mistake that you know you did, that will cause a distraction, in fact any doubt you have will disrupt the creative flow.
Also if somebody decides to write a story on a computer, the thought of keep backing it up will also act as a distraction to the flow. Also the worry that a power cut and losing your work can add to this bad karma flow.
That's why I have started writing my greatest story on an old type writer and away from modem distractions. And already I am on to chapter 3 of my creative story Sunset Dreams.
Also I notice strict writers think to much about how many words they used per chapter. Again this is too much of a mind strain and will sure cause you distress.
Here's what I thinks:
Write really great stories as the words flow out like fresh mountain water also there is no need to worry about counting just write the story as you would like to read it as the chapters are as long as you want them to be, because there are no rules when the future great writer is getting all the words out. Leave the editing for when you have finished the whole book.
When you see your amazing stories flow out, that's because you are Free Typing, that's got a ring to it. Where there is only one rule......There are no rules just great creative stories forever.
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Monday, 28 April 2014

I am back to story writing but this time I am committed to churning out an epic story like no other.

Sunset Dreams is now finally being created by myself and is going to be the start of a fresh approach to story telling that has a fascinating way of merging scenes that really make you feel like you are spectating every detail. This story has it's emotional elements but don't worry because this story will take your mind on a journey that will have you thinking and smiling or in some cases crying, that is if overwhelmed moments really take you in.
I have now found myself a place and time in an old 1937 Boat with my old mechanical Type writer. Just me, nature, and fine coffee,
Now I will free my mind by writing all them amazing stories that are hard wired to my brain, the only cure is to get them out and share them with the world.
This will be my 1 st book that I am confident would be a great seller to all ages. This story is a Fantasy Adventure that would sure inspire creativity in any person. I am going to work really hard on this book so please support me. If you want to read some of my short stories to have an idea of the kind of Imagination I have then read: coins of Destiny or Destiny is Chocolate. And if you want to help me get published then you can help me by sharing this post.
I will soon have a progress meter to show how far I am into my 1st book. So please show me your support. And I will show you my world.
By Dean Bradford
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Sunday, 23 March 2014

Dreaming in another Skin

It's come to my attention that my dreams often seem like idea's more then anything else.
I often let them play out as they go to see what random creativity that forms.
Normally I can cypher the dream triggers that are represented by woken life events and influences.
Last night journey lead me in a very different experience then I have ever experienced.
I dreamed I was standing on some stairs with quite a few other people and there was some dark creature with glowing red eyes and had huge claws on his hands.
I didn't feel any fear at all regarding its strange appearance.
I knew nothing can hurt me in my dreams and that comforted me and kept me calm, But this creature said, I can't kill you but I can change things around you.
He lifted his right hand up and slides it down with his palm laying flat facing down.
I then saw all the people just melted into nothing and then I saw each persons as a a spark the just vanished as a bright twinkle.
And strangely I noticed he was effecting me too, I was wondering how my dream would play out when my dream body had gone,
But suddenly I found myself somewhere else.
There were lots of rooms and corridors all glowing a soft cream colour.
It was very calm, I noticed other people but they were all different looking people than the ones I saw at the stairs.
As it seems the creature had destroyed our original bodies and some how put our life force into the bodies the creature had created.
The strangest part of this dream is that I seemed a lot younger than my original body, It looked like I was the youngest person there.
My vision was perfect, like I had completely new eyes, I could even feel my flesh on my body, this was a completely new feeling.
I noticed some small books on a small table and noticed somebody else examining some other books a few meters away.
I flickered through a book and saw lots of blank pages, until I passed a group of pages with hand written writing on and some diagrams in blue ink.
and a taller girl also expressed that she also had been finding stuff and they might be clues into finding our way out of this place.
The examining of the book was so sharp and vivid and everything didn't seem like my own mind had created it.
Then some time later i have forgotten some parts of the dream after that.
but i remember later that i had some sort of skin eating flesh sour over my right breast that i seemed to also feel the pain from it, it was growing, and growing, then the Girl i saw earlier was sitting on the ground so i sat down by her, She aid that looks bad as she touched it with her finger.
Then something very strange happened.
I felt fresh flesh growing over my body from the wound, it felt cold and soothing as it made its way all over my body, but the strangest part of this, was, I ended up with yet another completely different body.
All my skin was very soft and I could feel cool air all around my body, well this body, because it wasn't my own.
I had woman's breast and my body was slender, i felt like it was all normal.
But because the experience was so real, I decided to make sure I can wake up as normal.
And that didn't seem too difficult at all and I opened my eyes wondering what that was all about.
This dream was a new category of dreaming that I can add to my list of experiences.
It was like that creature had altered my dreaming completely so that I get to experience a new level of Dreaming, I would have to call this flesh and bone dreaming. It seems when we go into this state, our dream identities are first erased before a substitute random body is formed for us to inhabit.
When I mentioned earlier in this dream, the way we melted, there seemed to be a slime that engulfed us all that erased our body, catching our life force before it escapes.
And moving us into a new form. New body in another location.
Maybe that creature as just taught me a new ability or way,
Maybe other people who was also at that place, may also have been real people just like me, and may find this blog some day and read this story to confirm themselves.

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Tuesday, 18 March 2014

Dreaming of Year 2038

year 2038
2 Sleeps ago i had an amazing Dream, a dream that my Dream world didn't expect me to do what i did.
I decided to test out my Dream knowing at all points that it was a Dream and that everything i see around me was created by my amazing bottomless imagination.
I did also notice people and their chit chatter and going about their normal lives whilst thinking out loud, Wow this is all created by my mind even though everything was in high detail.
I went to examine a wall Calendar to see what year it was, But it only showed months and days.
I looked for a local newspaper and it also only showed the month and days on it.
So my next part of this experiment was to engage in chit chat with 2 people and at the same time because i believe this was in my head, i knew what that all responses were to be my own making.
Really at the same time i was getting ready to engage in the big question.
After an intelligent conversation that flowed with no issues until i jumped in with, My memory is a bit faded right know and need to know what year is it?
I was expecting to see my mind fail to supply any information, i was feeling really chuffed after inside when the conversation Paused, Both people stopped for a few seconds as if i had caused a ripple in the dream.
Then to my amazement i got a confident reply... The year is 2038
Prior to this information i could see a large shadowed round hump in the horizon and i noticed a huge difference in fashion and transport systems.
After i found out the year i said to myself, Don't forget anything im seeing right now.
so i questioned somebody about the huge Hill, What is the meaning about that over there. But because a bit of missing memory of her reply i have to guess she was calling it a monument or a impact of a large moon like object that hurled towards our planet and that many people died because while attempts were made to prevent impact were impossible their was only one way to resolve it and that was just to slow it down as much has possible and allow it to be a controlled descent
and spare the whole planets fate.
So now people live around it.
I did find myself at some train station and i notice a strange train system that at that moment i was verbally questioning my imagination.
Saying" You got to be kidding and how silly does that look"
I was looking towards the train from the side and i notice 5 sets of wheels and in the middle of the Train the wheel was like 2 and a half sizes bigger than all the others and the 4 sets of smaller wheels were not touching the track, like they were raised.
The Train was very well balanced and was very real in every detail.
A section above the large wheel had a turning section that turned the whole train around so the driver can drive 2 directions from same seat, leaving more room for passengers and makes for easy direction change in a busy world.
even though i saw this i laughed and mocked my imagination.
It wasn't until i was awake and telling some of my friends about the dream that i come to realise that some if the things i discovered in this dream could actually happen.
Sometimes in my dreams i see dreams from the people who are dreaming in them times and my actions will not actually be in the future, but some of the amazing dream i have may be a ticket to possible futures.

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Location:My Imagination

Sunday, 9 March 2014

Real Hoverboard

Yes it's true, Hoverboards can become a product in reality.
I speak for many people on this planet, the hidden gems of invention and creation.
The amazing minds that never get their amazing discoveries to see the light of day.
I too am one of them people, that's why I can write on behalf of all the people who have the information for many amazing unseen inventions that modern folk deem impossible.
These minds normally don't even have a dim or funds to ever get noticed and get lost in the mists of life forever.
Right now there is an advert for a real Hoverboard that is obviously fake from my perspective.
Because I know how a hover board would really work.
And because We have never had the luxury of a paid education that many others have, it has enabled us to step off the un beaten path and explore un tainted laws and ways of thinking, and in doing this we have found the abilities to discover many wonders this demanding world.
I need to get noticed In the field of nano science and sound waves, my idea will never come to pass.
I know these people are messing with your minds to give you hope, but remember, these people are all actors. I do hope the real Hoverboard does get made while dock brown is still with us.
If the right minds were found on this planet, it won't just be hover boards that will be hovering.
Imagine if you lose your mobile phone, or it gets stollen, maybe mobile phones will fly themselves back to their owner using gps location to travel back to home address or registered preferred location.
Imagine how this could enable people to live as if they have the power of Telekinesi.
An extension of the same Technology could be used to make a mug of coffee or glass of water come to you just with mental gesture combined with the electronic signal picked up in your brain that work together to animate matter in the air, by producing tiny commandable matter elements.
Giving us extensions of our arms to grab objects normally out of reach.

Thursday, 6 March 2014

The Memory Thief

I am sorry I didn't post this dream when I originally had it about 2 months ago.
I was just going through my drafts and noticed I hadn't posted it. 
I just wanted to make that part clear as the dream talks as if it was last night.
Last night I had a very strange dream.
I dreamed of visiting my past memories, I discovered I was being followed by a man who was armed with a chisel and a hammer tapping away at my memories as I flow, for every chunk of memory taken , a tooth in my dream mouth seemed to be gone, and because it was a dream rationality made this seem easy for this man to make me think it was really working.
I did ask the man why he is removing my memories, and he said after he has removed all my memories I will eventually die and never wake up from my sleep.
I then felt like I was being forced into my other memories and then i noticed him tap them away, 
I remember him tap off some tiles on a wall that was in the corner of one my memories and when he had finished another tooth was gone.
This man talked calm about what he was doing, as if this is a normal process for him, as it was his duty to clear people of their past life memories before taking them on to the afterlife.
And for me to see this and experience this in my dreams and write about it here on my blog just incase anybody else experiences this.
when I had ran out of teeth in my mouth, I could feel there was no structure for my mouth, it was as if my whole mouth was a rubbery texture of boneless mass.
The man seemed amazed to see I was still holding on after all teeth were had been removed as normally people would have folded and accepted their facet this point.
So I decided to dream hop, as I jumped from one dream to another using past memories from past dream and not using woken memories I eventually found myself on a train track, there was no wooden sleepers under the track and there was nothing at all but void bellow, I noticed this track joined upto another track, there were people going along on other track too. Everything was very surreal that is so weird that it's very difficult to explain, there were a chain of people holding hands from one rail to the other, when I reached where the track joined up, it seemed like a group effort to develop some land to step onto, and also created a shop at random,
People rushed into this shop and helped the self to sweets and goods as if it's to survive with.
Then we all ran over the field until we reached a cliff edge.
It was like we all escaped the man who was trying to make us forget our self.
Then I had a brain wave, I decided there and then that I will choose to die right now, even though other people were standing on this cliff, I decided to make the cliff collapse  with all of us, people screamed with fear, but well I fell I woke up thinking, I choose my own terms when I die, and I felt as if I did everybody a favour when I brought down the cliff edge, It would have caused them to wake up if they were real people dreaming similar dream.
I have written this in the hope that it could help other people who may have had this sort of thing happen.
Or as suicide note ( as it's aways been my aim to conquer all nightmares and dreams, I am planing on hunting down this memory destroying man and in doing so may cause me to lose my life)
If I do die I hope my experience helps people to become a trained Dream Walker, and to learn to do a group dream walk so everybody can watch each other's back and maybe my death won't be in vein.
I can't let this slide, I want to protect all your dreams.
If you don't believe in Dream Walking is possible then please look deeper into my blog for true amazing proof that it's possible.
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Sunday, 23 February 2014

The Dream: when I Met Ned he Head

The dream of when I met Ned the Head.
I was going along in my normal dream as usual but something made me go looking around for something.
But when I approached a leafy hedge near the roots, the freakish disfigurement crawled out into the open, in a way that was to attract only my attention.
It said "Hello, how are you on this fine day"
I said I was fine but who are you?
I'm Ned and I'm am startled that you are not running away in fear like all the others.
Ned looked very strange indeed, he was a kind of mummified head in some shiny leather like skin and had legs like a tick that gave him the ability to crawl around under the hedge growth.
But after having a really great talk with Ned the head I discovered that he was a listener and also understood my points and he was amazing with media ideas and because he was so great, I noticed that some of his amazing ideas became famous in my dream and I told people it was Neds idea.
Lots of people wanted to meet Ned but I avoided that because people may judge him for what he looks like.
So as this dream memory is starting to fade away I am writing as much as I can right now to my best ability.
So there may be some gaps in detail.
I remember later that I made a animated video with music and song that would explain Ned the Head to the world.
And before my dream was over, Ned met the world and they worked together to create a body for Ned to walk around in.
It was like seeing a steam punk dressed person.
Ned was really happy with me for giving him a chance, and now he's loved by all.

Now I am awake thinking with my woken mind I am going to try and convert this dream into woken meanings.
It maybe that Ned the head was a representative of my own mind that has been withheld from this world for so long that it represented its self in my dream and used a way that it knew would catch my attention, and as you can see I am writing about it now so it's found away to communicate with me in my dreams.
Also I do feel the same way as Ned in real life, my disability causes me so much distress mentally and physically, (Ned missing limbs and a great mind trapped in a leather tick like body)
That's how I feel in the awoken world.
Maybe it's happening because I need to get my words heard by the world and I am really Ned the head as another way of speaking.
The human mind is more complex than I ever would have known.
If you were to record a video of your self when you are in ya 20s and then record your self in your late 30s and play the video back you will see a shocking thing. It's like the past self does not exist any more and has forever gone, diluted by all of them years experiences and the modern lingo of keeping up with the times, this changes us so much.

The main point here is, Ned the Head is a real person, just another side of my own personality making the most of a opportunity to make himself heard.

I will try paint a picture of Ned and add it here as soon as I can.

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Location:Dream world