The Donald.

Journal 5/23/00

I was praying when I saw a wooden duck (Donald Duck). It was a profile. The profile turned and faced me. Then, it turned into the cartoon duck and went into a full rage. No noise, just the motions. I asked why he was so mad but I did not get a reply. Next I saw an alien all dressed in white lying on a bed next to a large electronic machine. The alien was wearing a long white robe and had a round globe on its head. Its hands were more like brown pincher’s. Its face was green and very irregular. It sat up and turned towards me.

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