Dream About the Amazing Screen

Much cooler this summer evening, Big Kittens...the clouds are peachy-pink from the sunset, and too lovely. Between about 2 am and 4 am, there was the strangest lightning show. No sounds of thunder, not a rumble, no sound whatsoever, just a synchronous lighting up of the sky, both in the southern sky and the northern sky. The flashing walls of lightning were behind cumulus-type clouds, and reminded the Kougar of Morris code. It was truly weird. The southern sky would flash rhythmically, and then, more often than no, the northern sky flashes looked as if they answered.

Weird, I meowing told you.

Dream about the amazing screen...the Kougar was so utterly exhausted she actually slept deeply and for longer than usual, having several dreams. The most fascinating...in one dream moi watched her computer tower melt down, and go kaput...a definite horror! While wondering what to to do next, a new system appeared. As the dream progressed several new systems appeared around the Kougar. Finally, an oblong screen lay before moi, about 20" in width and 16" in height. And as she studied it, then began playing with it, the flat panel screen turned on just at moi's thought. Whatever the Kougar thought about would appear on the screen, whether it was a file or a particular website. Purring-cool, huh. But that wasn't even the coolest feature in a way. The screen would change size and dimensions just by how moi pressed on the frame. Just by touch the screen would enlarge itself. And by another touch, the screen would diminish in size, and became so small it looked like a flashdrive thingy and you could just stick it in your pocket, and carry anywhere.

Okay, out in black ops land, do those amazing screens already exist? Or is this just a dream, perhaps a prognostic dream?

What was also too fun-cool about the dream was that the Kougar was a mind powerful witch battling the bad guys with tech and thought power. It was like a sword fight of who could think what in a countering strike of thoughts rather than actual swords...okay, dreams aren't easily explained...but yowl-there ya go.

And now...roaring quietly now...from THE SPECIAL SECRET PROJECT ~ a claw snippet ~

Grabbing one by the foot, he gripped hard, and halted. Lightning-quick, he whirled like a dervish, spinning the hapless thug as if were the spoke of a wheel. Then he spun them toward the escaping Single, using the captured thug to bat his fleeing cohort like a sport’s ball.

Dream screen kisses from the Kougar...