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November 9th, 2015 | Posted by pftq in Stories | #
Another dream I had that played out like a movie.  Seems to be how all my ideas to come to me now.
I am living off in the country side for some time.  There, I have a small isolated plot of land that I planted a farm on and regularly tend to for fun, but the house near it is pretty high tech and is where I do a bunch of more serious work for coding and other hobbies.  One day, some guy shows up while I'm out on my farm and tries to tell me I ought to work for his company and get a real job or something.  He starts telling me how it will be good experience to build resume and get real software skills, etc so I don't have to live on a farm anymore.  I ask if he knows what I actually do, and he says he can't tell, which just annoys the heck out of me that he'd dare even tell me what I should do with my life.  I show him that my farm is actually also a grave for past lives I've had and previous bodies I've lived in, that I'm actually immortal, and this is just one of many experiments I've been working on over the last few centuries.  He thinks it's nonsense.  I ask him to leave, and I head back into the house myself to work on stuff.  When I return later, he apparently got pissed that I would turn down his offer and starts burning my farm, including the graves. He thinks that he's helping me by getting me to stop wasting time on what he thinks is meaningless work (farming).  I get extremely pissed because every grave he burns destroys the memory I had in that previous life.  By the time I stop him, I can no longer remember all the experience I've built up before the current life.
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