When I woke up this morning, recall small square images of peoples faces. Within these faces of people were incredible profiles of there lives. It was all rather comtuter linked in thinking; on one page it started at 5 per screen; then 10 maybe, 20, 100, 1000.

I recall having this dream before, actually many times before. Its a profile dream of people, the amazing part is that there is so much personal files. After some time at the scrolling through personal files, something begins to occure, it almost comes animated; something like a memory. Wonder what this means?

dl.