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A dream. A fight. Started out as a fist fight. Not something I started, but was doing really well. Then someone came up behind, to attack. Broke his nose with little more than a light reaction. Then he pulled a knife, stabbed me pretty good... bad? Missed the liver though. I got it from him, and didn't miss his liver or the other guys liver.
Church tried to excommunicate me. I fought that, and won. I sued their estates, walking with half a mil per. Had to recover. Was harsh, but made it.
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In a dream, before that, I found a wife. We had a good little life, and it was working well enough that we started having kids. Not sure, but five or six. I lost count. She just couldn't remember their names. :) We home schooled the kids. Three to five languages per kid, up to at least geometry, though several made it to differential equations and beyond even that, or beside it. History... real history, geography, civics (from several countries, both the written and actual).
The girls could clean, cook, and sew. The boys could work hard, but also smart. Could work on a car, motorcycle, pour and form cement, build a shed. But, better, as I finally lay dying, I was able to know several grandkids. Died well. And, they took care of their mother until she joined me. As I closed my eyes for the final time, I... was pleased to offer this life to God.
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Problematic. Having trouble getting anything done, or started. I have pushed laundry through. It is all dried, but it isn't put up, folded, hung, etc. A shower, I hope, shortly. Something to eat? Would be nice. Just... I... the place is a mess, and I am having trouble even standing for long.
I'll see about it. Later.
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