Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 215 Day Izmov Sea

I'm sure it's been such a happy dream that I'll never forget it.

'Cause it was a happier dream than I've ever dreamed.

It was a dream that was grabbed by the hating adults, kidnapped "with" from the place they hated, and eaten until they were hungry for something delicious in a beautiful place called the sea, full of laughter for all of us.

It was a happy fun dream where everyone was nice and everyone was laughing and laughing all the way up to us there.

So I didn't want to wake up anymore.

I always wanted to be in my dreams.

I didn't want to wake up in a dark, small room anymore and see a hard and painful reality.

Waking up crying with that in mind, it was still a continuation of the dream, and when I got out of the fuzzy warm futon, it was a continuation of everyone's tender dream with a delicious meal and a smile all over it.

"Phew, the orphan who can't fly is just a new American orphan, and he was admirably recommending that the cute orphan make a flight trip to the story, so did you try to fly it? Target?" "" Wow. "" Who would have said that? "I'm telling you not to fly. - Huh!" "Early childhood education and viciousness are completely different things!" "Yeah, I'm telling you not to fly because emotional education and rising airflow are also irrelevant!" "" Wah-wah-wah "" (Poyo Poyo ") (Gaga") ((((…))))

He flies around, and when he falls into the ocean, he flies around, and he throws it in the bright blue sky again, and he laughs and falls into the blue pale sea.

Everyone is happy to laugh. They're hungry with delicious rice and they're all playing in the beautiful ocean.

I didn't know it was fun, I didn't know it was delicious, full stomach, full of laughter, all we didn't know.

But they told me laughing a lot and being happy was a good thing... and that sweet grandfather was from church and we apologized with fright and cry. I thought I didn't need a god to abuse us and suffer anymore, so I'm sure he got angry and we... cried and apologized that we would be angry and punished.

But the grandfather's priest told us it wasn't bad for us, and that was a good thing.

"You don't have to apologize. God means those who rejoice in everyone's happiness, it's for God to laugh a lot and be happy, and if anyone is angry about it, it's not God."

The priest thought he was the one who was angry and ordered, he thought it was all God's decision, so he was just the one who slapped me to listen. Yet the grandfather's priest was so sweet.

"God wants you to be happy. But if there really was someone who would make everyone happy, no matter what God said, it would be better."

That's what he said, he gave in and gently stroked our heads, he was a priest but a sweet grandfather. There were lots of sweet, beautiful Sister sisters around, and Grandpa bent over and watched her flicker.

Yes, everyone was sweet. God we know was mean, full of orders, saying nothing, harsh and full of punishment, everyone was crying all the time.

But here's happiness turning around, everybody laughing around.

"" "So don't whirl. I'm telling you!" "" Hey, disaster also admired that preparation for natural disasters at all times was the activity that enlightened us that it was the idea of disaster prevention, right? "" "" "How can you interact with disaster and not with mankind!" "" Before we prepare for a natural disaster, we're just being wrapped up here! "" Disaster prevention and nothing, because that's disaster. "" Yeah, he's a disaster, isn't he? "" "Wow, fun -" "No, I miss it (it was for you)" (Pulp ") (Gg!?) ((((…)))

Blue skies and white clouds twirl and gentle smiles twirl.

It's like a happy, fun dream, full of smiles going around - well, this isn't a dream.