Strong Bad Rocks!

Waves - A Glimpse into a Dream Pt1

Scene 1

I woke up and was late for work.
I live with my mother again on the third floor of some house.
I told Yaritza I would be 15 minutes late tops.
I got outside it was a nice sunny day but I had heard
it was gonna rain later on.
I asked these 2 guys what the weather was gonna do
standing outside next to the garage and I realized it was
Ipswich street I was standing on (my home street).
They said it was gonna rain but not until late.
It was Friday so I figured I would leave early enough before
it started raining to take my motorcycle.
(Apparently I had a motorcycle and a Sports car that was the same
blue as my Hyundai but I never saw it only thought of it and
it looked like a vette or something similar.)
I started out going down Ipswich street and it was taking too long
and decided I wasn’t gonna make it going that way so I turned around
and tried going down 44.
44 was a mess and I tried some fancy illegal maneuvering and
ended up going down the sidewalk on the other side of the road.
It was going well until I hit the hill just before Pride and there was
a big drop off which I did a 180 dropped down backwards OK
and then I saw some cones that looked to lead out into
the street blocking the sidewalk. I manage to just stay the course
and when I got to the cones they didn’t go that far and I was able to go by.
After that ordeal, I realized I was going to make it to work by
the time I said I would and the dream cut to me on a bus
of some kind calling work from a cell phone.
The bus sort of resembled the bus on Harry Potter 3.
Again I was on the phone with Yaritza who didn’t believe
the “I decided to take my motorcycle in and had too many problems”
when all of a sudden I looked through the back window of the bus
and saw this huge dark cloud like you see with tornadoes
and a huge wave of water coming down the street.
It picked up the bus and pushed us down the street.
I could see the ground from the side windows breaking up like
in an earthquake and a piece broke right in front of us but not
fast enough for us to fall into. The whole time I was screaming on
the phone to Yaritza, “Holy Shit! What the hell is that? Oh my God,
I can’t believe this! ”. I tried to explain what was happening
but she didn’t believe me.

Waves - A Glimpse into a Dream Pt2

Scene 2

I had said forget work and seemed to have
appeared at a beach shop.
I was finishing up a purchase of a surfboard.
It was all black with orange and red flames at the tip.
Then I went down to the beach near a pier and was trying
to put all my belongings in a neat bundle and leave somewhere.
I wasn’t comfortable with any place and then I saw
another surfer dude running toward the surf.
I approached him and he said, “come on dude let’s go!”
(It seemed like I knew him)
He was a short, skinny, not too well built man with
curly brown hair and a mustache.
Then a thought hit me while I was now frantically trying
to find a place for my bundle.
(the bar! I could put my stuff behind the bar)
So I ran up the beach to this place that I thought was a bar
but it was more like an apartment that was half inside half outside,
There was a bar and a girl bartender,
I asked if I could leave my stuff and she was reluctant but
said, “sure just put it back here.”
I went behind the bar into a kitchen area and stashed
my stuff in a cabinet.
Then I ran out and down the beach and jumped into
the water then started paddling out.
I saw the other surfing dude go by on a nice sized wave
and thought this is gonna be cool.
I looked out into the sea and saw the same type of cloud
but now there were 3 of them in different places.
There was lightning coming from them and I could see in
the distance these huge waves coming. I mean HUGE!!!!
The surfer guy was then next to me and said,
“DUDE WE HAVE TO GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!”
and he screwed. I was trying to come back in and bam!
A huge wave hit me but I managed to stay above water
and it just pushed me in really fast.
I had lost my board but was now running up the beach
and to the left towards the pier. I turned to the
surfer guy and said “I lost my board man”,
at this time we were on top of the pier and the water
was up to the planks. We were scanning the water for my board and
he said, “Hmm..let me see.” Then he threw a rock
(white and big like a baseball) and hit went bouncing down the pier.
He said, “listen!” and when the rock bounced off the pier
and was going into the water it hit the water and went “clunk“.
It was my board, upside down so it was really hard to see but that was it.
I ran down the pier and was almost there when
I looked over and saw yet another huge wave coming right for me.
I decided it wasn’t worth my life and started back up the pier,
I wasn’t going to make it though. I looked up the pier
and saw the surfer guy holding out a broom and was
saying, ”grab on dude!“
I did and the wave hit me hard but I stayed on the pier.
I looked back out over the sea and saw a tornado coming at us.

[I’m losing it now]

I think another wave hit me again and I can’t remember.

[Lost it]...

What's the Time?

What's the Time?

Have you ever stopped and asked yourself what is time?
We can't see it, smell it, taste it or touch it.
One thing is certain, we feel it.
It is after all man-made.

time n: the indefinite continued progress of existence
and events in the past, present and future regarded as a whole.

There are a lot of definitions, only this one is void
of the use of the word "time" itself to define it.
And I would be one to argue that "past, present,
future and time" are all the same.
How do we know for sure there is time?

When you can only feel something how do you measure it?
Why do you think we have to adjust it all the time?
Because we are feeling our way through it.
Nothing man-made is perfect, only God makes perfection.
Once it comes into the hands of man is it broken or flawed.
Time in heaven does not exist, only here, or does it?