My father and I were driving through an urban street late at night. He was driving and I was in the passenger's seat gawking at all the tall buildings. We were the only car on the road and were going home from some event. We made a stop at Sam's, a local membership warehouse, to get a few items. Standing in the checkout line as my dad is buying tube socks and Swiss cheese, I glance to my left and see Desultory, an online friend whom I have never met, at another checker. He has two carts loaded down with items to buy. He looks up and recognizes me, but there is no communication between us. My father's tube socks were taking an inordinate amount of time to process.

There was a small, young girl that had some sort of medical 'problem'. This problem was that she orgasmed many, many times throughout the course of her day and night. It was not something she could stop or even control. This girl was only in kindergarten, and her teacher was concerned of her continual upsetting of the other children. The girl's mother was frustrated that she could not do anything to help her child get along with other children. This girl sometimes enjoyed her 'problem', but most of the time she was very exhausted and frustrated that she could not concentrate on anything.

She had made friends with a much older gentleman - perhaps old enough to be her father. But he was not her father. He was very much intrigued and pleased with her orgasmic levels, and he helped her along with them. Their sexual relations angered me as that she was so very young and he so much older, even though he was always the one pleasuring her and not vice versa. I tried speaking with her mother about it, but she claimed that it was good for her daughter to use her 'problem' in such a positive way. I tried and tried to convince her that what this man was doing to this girl was not positive, but was, in fact, statutory rape. The police should be called and he put into jail. All the while our conversation took place I could see the girl and the man in the midst of their sexual relations out of the corner of my eye.

I was watching a man walk around an empty white room. He was tall and skinny. His skin was very pale but he did not look sick. His outfit consisted of very shiny black leather lingerie. He was wearing a corset and a garter belt connected to black stockings. His shoes were high black stilettos and he walked confidently in them. He was also wearing an impressively large cape. He was walking and turning as if on a runway showing off his wardrobe and magnificent physique. He turned one last time and sat down almost pompously in a large chair as if it were a throne.

I then became aware of other people to my left watching him with me. We were behind a piece of glass and I had assumed that it was one of those one-way mirrors. I turned my attention back to the man in black leather and noticed something slightly alarming. He was not wearing any sort of underwear underneath his garter belt. However, as he was sitting in his makeshift throne, I could not see any part of his sexual organ, nor could I recall seeing his groin while he was preening around the room. I thought that perhaps he had tucked his privates underneath his crossed legs as he sat.

The cast of the show Full House was having a wedding ceremony. But it was Uncle Jesse and Michelle - not a likely pair. They were both their respective ages as they were on the series - Jesse in his early 30s and Michelle about 6. It was a small ceremony - I was standing on the left side of the room. Jesse's best man was there - though I did not recognize him from the show. He had no other attending men. The two were discussing something before Jesse came up to the pulpit.

Michelle then ran back down the steps to Aunt Becky and whispered something in her ear. Becky then came up to the pulpit, requesting that Michelle's frog be a part of the ceremony, as Michelle didn't have a maid of honor. Michelle had to hold the frog because the priest didn't want it hopping all over the room while the vows were being said.

I was aware of the world coming to an end; the beginning of the end was quite near. I was one of the chosen four to bring about the wonderful changes that would be happening as the Lord returns. I received a piece of the puzzle that was imperative to the end times. It was a beam of light about 4-6 feet long. When holding it, I felt very joyous. The end was a very exciting time.

I took this staff of light to a predetermined location, though I do not believe that I knew where it was before receiving the staff. This location was in the middle of a city - similar to a city square. In the center of this opening were four large beams of light. The first one was about four feet in diameter and shot straight up into the sky. The other four curved up and out from the center beam, as if they were heading in the four cardinal directions.

I approached one of the beams and knew just what to do. With confidence, I placed my light staff into the beam. This was the first piece of the puzzle. I knew that three other people were already on their way to this clearing with their own staffs of light, but in the meantime I was the first and only one there. I looked to my right as if to ask permission. There was no form present, but I saw someone nod their head and giving me permission. This entity was in charge of the five beams. After obtaining my permission, I turned to my large beam and stepped into the light.

The beam of light embraced me and carried me up into the air along the beam's path. High above the ground, I had a beautiful view of the city and its surroundings. It was a beautiful sunshiny day. The sky was the most beautiful blue. Being held in the sky surrounded by the light was very calming. I was perfectly content, happy, and even overwhelmed with joyous emotion.

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