Dreamed last night that we were exploring the galaxy and we crashed onto a planet that was mostly swamp-lands. We had a hover craft and we explored a large part of the place. We found a humanoid civiliation that we befriended and we began to learn about each others cultures.
I remember telling one of the alien woman that I was a bird worshipper. She did not understand what worhshipper ment so I explained to her that I considered birds vessels of the Gods and Goddesses. That I set out special offerings for them and sung songs about them. That is what we call worship, when we rever something that we consider higher than ourselves.
I guess it was an episode of lost in space....LMAO!
Until next time...