Amber Waves of Grain

The process continues at Rooster Village. It seems that I have to grow my wheat fields much faster than my other resources. Even though I shouldn't need as much wheat as the others resources to upgrade the other resource production levels--shown by the fact that I have enough food to feed the population with extra (38/54)--I always seem to be needing more.

Maybe I'm just underestimating my needs. I have noticed that by upgrading to a field to Lvl 3 I am not gaining any populace. The Forests and Clay add one each, and the Mines add two. *shrug* My overall ranking on the server has actually dropped even though my population has grown slightly. I guess there's a lot of competition.

~I almost forgot to mention a dream I had last night. I died. Or, I was dead. I can't remember how I died, but that really wasn't what the dream was about. The dream started with me being in some sort of limbo or purgatory, until I came to some epiphany. I can't remember what the epiphany was anymore, but some guy came to me and congratulated me on coming to some great understanding, and that I was now ready to pass on to the next level. I think I remember staying in the same place, but now I was more of a ghost, but could force myself, for short periods, to interact with other people who were still alive or in limbo/purgatory.

A few of the things that I can sort of still remember include: the feeling that the dream took place in the classroom section of my old church in Blooming Prairie (seems fitting I suppose); I seem to recall some of the people I interacted with being old classmates from High School; I think Victor Garber (Jack Bristow from Alias) was in the dream and may have been the one who visited me when I ascended; and then there was an old lady who told me, "He doesn't think like the rest of us," or something very similar. To which I replied something to the fashion of, "Most of us don't think like the rest of us." The old lady seemed please at my response and smiled and then the dream moved on.

I think the verbal exchange with the old lady was my way of enforcing my belief that if there is a higher being at work in the universe, it's so far different from us that there's really no way anyone could possibly speak on their behalf. I find it pretty absurd whenever I hear people talk about happenings being part of "God's Plan". Bull Shit. Shit happens. Accept it and life becomes much more believable, blame it on some higher beings "plan" and that just leads to resentment.

Victor Garbers appearance may have been the avatar of a father figure. That and I think he's pretty cool. As for the setting of the church, that's pretty self explanatory, plus I really liked the layout of the one common room.

The funny thing, now that I think of it, was that the purgatory/limbo place was kinda like an office. Reminds me of how it was depicted in the movie, Beetlejuice.