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Dream: Three Friends Aw Yeah
So I dreamed I was in this big building with three friends, which is more IRL friends than I've ever had at one time. And unlike most dreams where I'm, at best, just part of an impartial group, this time it was just these three original characters who really didn't have much in the way of defining characteristics, but were nevertheless chill friends of mine. It felt nice.

Anyway, one of them, for whatever reason, became a robot assassin who couldn't control himself. So next thing you know, he wanted to kill me and another friend. But the last friend stepped in and proved himself to be a capable fighter, able to go toe-to-toe with assassin friend. This was especially impressive because robo-assassin friend could turn invisible and was armed with a fairly long sword, but nevertheless fighter friend did a good job of taking him on.

So most of the dream was me and normal friend just kind of running around from place-to-place, either hiding and wondering if we were gonna die together, or checking in to see how the fight between robo-assassin friend and fighter friend was going. I don't know that one friend or the other ended up winning, but I do remember thinking that if this were a dream, it would be a prime opportunity for me to present myself to robo friend and see what getting stabbed with a sword felt like. Like, a really good opportunity. But I was loathe to actually try such a thing, mostly because I was pretty well convinced that if he stabbed me I would die, and if I died I'd be dead for good. So I didn't go for it.

In retrospect I should've done a reality check and then tried to make myself invincible or something. That would've been cool.

I was staying in a chain hotel in Colorado. The hotel was surrounded by woods. I stayed for a few weeks and went outside each day to a place between two large trees. There was a religious statue of a man with his hands in the air. There was a human size doll with brown hair and a brown beard propped up against a tree. There was some snow that eventually melted. I had collected the things during my stay.

In the woods there is a family of a man, woman, boy, and girl. The girl has prepared for the family some kind of brown alcoholic drink that is in large mason jars in a tub of water over a fire. The boy questions whether or not there is enough alcohol in it to get them drunk. The girl shrugs.

I am in my car, a rental, and there is a fat woman in my car that I don't know and I don't know why she is in there but she reaches into the back seat and starts reading a paper. I am annoyed because I think she is reading my personal medical document so I take the paper and look at it. It's ok because it is just the stapled blue papers with the results of my research in the woods. There are several pages of blue paper with tables of chemical symbols and descriptions of different plant chemicals.

[Notes]:
- About to try WBTB for the second time. I figured I'd try to document the dreams I'd had so far before diving back in
- Goals for LD (if I have it): Talk to a DC, ask him/her for a good ToTM, maybe a joke! Try pushing my finger into my hand as well.

[Fragment]:
There's something about these buffalo chicken/fruit leather sandwiches. JS has something to do with it. There was something about eating it giving you your powers n' stuff.

Something about these bloopy childish blue birds and JS that woke me up.

[Natural awakening.]

I'm going in.

Went to bed around 01:00, but I couldn't fall asleep until I believe 03:00. Woke up at 09:00 and started writing at 09:15.

Fragments
» I'm in a room with my ex girlfriend. It seems to be a living room. There's a low rectangular table. At one end there's a comfy chair and I think to the side of the table is a small couch. My ex girlfriend is chasing after me. We're going in circles around the table. Sometimes the direction reverses. I can't recall what the reason is. It's partially for laughs and partially because I don't wanna be close to her. At some point while making a few clockwise runs around the table I figure out a faster moving pattern, by pushing off the couch and chair.

» It's dark and late. I'm outside, bicycling with one of my best friends to... not sure. The train station I believe. I can't recall why, but I make mention of the idea of buying a baguette and getting drunk. We're now in an AH [supermarket], which doubles as a bikeshop. The shop is quite dark and only the employee/owner is present. We've parked our 3 bicycles a bit to the back, in front of a cooling cell. I talk to the employee/owner and he tells us to park on a certain spot, which we do.

» I think one of my friends found my new gloves and got excited about them and wore them himself.

» I'm with a different ex girlfriend. She's telling me about how I hurt her in the past. She says that at one point I said she had whorelegs, because they were big and ugly. She tells me that I was right about them, but that it was mean.

» I'm in a train. At some point I think I move to another section of the train. I recall there being people about.

» I've got the small grey blender from my mom and put it up on a fridge that's almost my height. The blender doesn't look anything like I should. I think I take it with me to the kitchen counter to blend a banana.

Finally got 3 dreams in a night again ^_^

Dream 1 - Unpacked (02:42)
We had just got back from a camping trip for class, some people hadn't bothered to unpack their things supposedly (the camp was 6 months long I think). I was one of the people who needed to unpack too but I took my bag and went out again. After a long period of time passed (another 18 months) everyone returned to the camp which then recommenced. I hadn't unpacked for 2 years now! We had a good deal going with the campus owners and we were allowed to stay there in these average rooms for free. I gathered with 3 others in a room with a couch, one was a blonde girl, another was a girl called Tooley, and the last was some random guy. It felt like when I knew Tooley was there I started.. bragging? I fibbed a bit with some of the details, but basically I was saying that I hadn't unpacked in 2 years (I had actually unpacked a little) and that I left as soon as the camp finished last time (it seemed brag-worthy in the dream). I think a couple of us are sitting on the couch now. The head of camp (since I don't actually see him) in my mind resembles an old balding guy with some white hair in white yogi looking clothing. There is some better accommodation available and we're going to be allowed to move in there, but then there's a change in the plan for some reason. We aren't allowed to use the good accommodation for some reason now, damn.. I remembered towards the end of the dream that the reason we had camp was similar to signing up for the hero registry in 'One Punch Man'. I think this was what gave some value to whatever it was I was boasting about, since it meant I was a strong hero?

Dream 2 - Octopi (5ish)
I'm fishing on a boat with a man who isn't my dad, but there's a certain father + son fishing thing going on. We're fishing/hunting for octopus. There are 2 types of octopus, 1 which has shells on its suckers and/or end of its tentacles, and the 1 which doesn't have any shells. The shell one is apparently really deadly so we only hunt the safe octopi. Something happened and we didn't notice we had caught a shell octopus in our last catch so we had to thoroughly check our current catch to make sure it didn't happen again. In a white container on the deck of the boat we're in the not-dad guy is lifting the octopi up one at a time with a wooden rod while I check them to make sure they're safe. We progress slowly because we don't want to get hurt by a shell octopus. Why am I checking them with my hands if my not-dad is lifting them with a wooden rod O_O. In the bucket there's about 4-5 of them and we finally make it to the last one. It's lifted up and I lift its tentacles up to check the suckers.. "Phew" it looks safe..
"SPLARGH" a sudden sucked explodes forth and a load of salt water gushes out, with something lashing out from the sucker. It hits my neck and hurts me so much that I wake up startled with a spasm in my neck from the shock.

Dream 3 - Wnghigh (07:23)
I don't clearly remember the scenery in this dream as it kind of felt like reading a story with a few mental images to support it. The setting is sort of a 'sword and magic' world, I'm in a class with my friend Fighter Wnghigh which confuses me a bit because I assumed he was a fighter based on his name... But he wasn't :/ I had the feeling that fighters in this world were quite rare and maybe had a a slight feeling of taboo about them, but they were considered necessary. Something happens and we have to escape but I'm a 'wing fighter' so I stay behind. This surprises my friend since I'd probably be a social outcast if people knew I was a fighter. His sister has a similar name since she comes from the say family. I see a winding forested road with a driveway leading towards a residence, there's a family name sign saying 'Wngh' outside. His sister has a sword and wants to join the fight. Both the friend and his sister look like warriors from 'Dynasty Warriors' which was part of the reason I thought my friend was a fighter.

Mild attempt before sleep

*I am in a very tall building. The only way out is a ladder going down the building which I am very scared to climb down. One of my friends latter going down the building which I am very scared to climb town. One of my friends suggested I should take the elevator down the building. As I am walking to the elevator I notice that from me alone I caused the building to collapse. The building is now tipped over and my friends are under the rug, I quickly go to rescue him from under the rubble.

12.4.15

Last night had night off. Slept till 3am. Then was up and slept from 1pm-9:30pm.

I talked to my subC while falling asleep, thanking for my dreams and asking for more. I got 3 very detailed dreams.

1. This was the first one so don't recall much.

I just got to the top of some tall hill with bunch of other people. It's at night and we are sitting down to rest. I pick a spot near a low stone wall on the edge of the mountain.

I see a garage door. The top part has small decorative "windows". They turn one by one and I see some very old carved heads of some missiles. By old I mean from 9th century or so. Red lights on some electronic panel underneath each missile is starting to blink and change as the missiles are charging, ready to be fired. I'm impressed, but not surprised. Also glad that it will help us defend that location.

2. I am by the shoreline. Not the ocean, but more like some cove with high rough, volcanic looking walls. There is a house in the corner. It looks like a vertical tube made out of glass. It has glass walls and ceilings. The owner had to make it this way, because not enough horizontal space, only vertical. He is showing me each story. One is a swimming pool. Another is an aquarium. One has a bedroom. 2-3 are just a pool with maybe a fountain in the middle. Everything is glass and water, so if you look down from your bedroom, you see all the pools and aqarium underneath. The sign on the house says it's on the market for 50 million.

3. I am in Iran. By myself. Walking on a beach, under some natural bridge in the sandstone. It's shady there and I realize that's why locals like that spot. Not too hot. But I want to collect some sea shells so I walk on. There is lots of women in black burquas and bare feet. I don't see any seashell there. I know that place gets lots of foot traffic so they were proly already all picked up.

I decide to pull out my camera and take pictures of everything. I'm kinda worried if they will catch me and delete all my pictures. Maybe I should put a new memory card in, so if they do, I don't lose all previous pictures.

I look at the camera and it has a sticker on the objective. As I look through the view finder, I see the view blocked off, but there is still a small ring on the edges of it and I think it would be interesting to be taking pictures like that.

I see something in the water that's not an ocean. It's more like a small river heading for the ocean just a few yards away. The thing looks like much brighter water that is tropical blue while rest of the water is dark. I aim my camera to take a picture.

Now I am on some kind of a boat. As I come closer, I see that the thing in the water is a body of a man turning with the currents. His arms are tied in front of him with dark blue cloth. As the boat continues, there is bodies everywhere. I count at least 20. All have hands tied and I realize they were executed by the government. People on the shore are spitting at them. I'm waiting for a loogie to land on me too, but they have a good aim.

Going on a open top cart. Some girls on it I think will be unfriendly to me, but one of them tells me I should have some kind of a tour guide book with me, so the police will believe me that's why I'm there. I see they all have a few books and leaflets in front of them. One girl gives me one of her books and I start looking at it when a female police officer comes to us. I know how strict police in Iran can be and I expect to be interrogated, but as I say good morning to her in english, she just lets us drive by. It's also important that we have someone who can translate from english for them, so I agreed I will do that for the group.

The female police officer turns to us and shouts something to one of the girls. Something about her name Anna-Marie, if it is in the dokuments as well.

Change of scenery and now I'm at some historic site. Inside of something like a cave that was unearthed. Bunch of stone artifacts are on display tables. Curators or guides are there to show us. We can touch the artifacts. Most common are some small shiny, brown and black pebbles. Mostly elongated pieces, smaller than one inch. I'm finding them on the tables, floors...

I'm going in some hallway. On the left are jail cells with metal bars and no doors. It's suppose to be a museum, but I think they have prisoners there. I get to one cell and I collect some of those stones from the floor. They are suppose to be important and help with something.

As we get back, I'm looking at more stones on the exhibit tables. There is a box of broken crystal. One visitor takes 2 pieces and puts them together. They fit. Then he adds 2 more fragments and now the crystal ball is complete. It's not see through and not round. More of a square and carved like crystal bowls or similar.

I look inside and there are people walking around in there and having a life. I look deeper and it's like a whole universe in there.

after mrpriority mentioned in chat that he never been anything but human, I rememebered another dream:

[17:19] <@gab> I morphed into an animal last night
[17:19] <@gab> first time ever
[17:19] <@gab> ginsan will be proud
[17:19] <@gab> proud pappa
[17:20] <@Mismagius^^> Oh nice!
[17:20] <@gab> bald eagle
[17:20] <@Mismagius^^> Oooh, good choice
[17:20] <@gab> was cool
[17:20] <@Mismagius^^> You fly?
[17:21] <@gab> yeah, we were talking with ginsan the other night
[17:21] <@gab> and he mentioned he loves birds
[17:21] <@gab> especially predators, and showed me some videos of bald eagles
[17:21] <@gab> I guess I wasn't watching alone
[17:21] <@gab> yeah I flew
[17:21] <@Mismagius^^> Awesome~
[17:22] <@gab> I remember leaning forward and my arms morphing into wings
[17:23] <@gab> and this wasn't even lucid, or I don't think it was, but I was thinking that I should try morphing, picked a bald eagle and after I thought I gotta tell ginsan

1.) I was coloring a map of a continent. I remember coloring the land red and the water blue. I began to highlight a river that flowed straight down through the center of the continent. There were two guys next to me now and one of them reminded me a lot of Kelso from that 70's show. The one who reminded me of Kelso comically shouted "That river ends up in Jumanji!" I then looked at the map but the river had moved and was now exiting on the west side of the continent in what the map called Zimbabwe.

2.) I was in a very large house, the ceilings were many times higher than a normal one would be. I was with my mother, she walked to a door that was in the room we were standing in. When she opened the door a huge horse ran through it and past me. I remember trying to avoid being kicked by it as it ran past.

A nice mix of dreams tonight. 4/12/2015

Dream 1: I was with a group of school friends and family at the cinema, watching a dodgy, old style James Bond movie. I remember there being some strange romance and intrigue.

Dream 2: I was graduating from high school, having a nice fancy dinner with everyone. I remember going to school on the morning of that last day, heading into a classroom with all the other year twelves, everyone acting really nervously. For some reason I think the talk in the room went to some dota tournament. Anyway we all packed up our stuff from our lockers, although most people had to come back the day after to get everything. On the next day, my whole family were catching a tram to the school to pick up all this last stuff and say goodbye, however my younger brother had the uniform on from another school, saying that the day before had been first day at that new school.

Dream 3: I was watching the Biggest Loser with my dad and there was some serious fighting between the contestants. They had had a makeover and someone surprisingly had lost a lot of weight to kick some strong competitor out. After that there was furore about the elimination, breaking apart families and stuff like that.

Dream 4: Peter Garrett and a famous actress (may have been Angelina Jolie, not sure) met at some fancy awards ceremony and they hit it right off. I think George Clooney was also involved in this love triangle.

Dream 5: Some sort of medieval fight, I was instructing two recruits on how to fight properly, use their shields etc. Fragment.

I'm on a school outing with my sister and some friends, we're going around a city. Everyone get out of a big building through a gigantic doorway that goes into a grassland just before the city. The building is on a cliff, and it's a steep staircase to the path, then a long walk to the city. I decide that jumping will be faster, and lauch myself over the edge.
I feel my body changing, getting longer, snake-like. My hands grow talon, as my feets. Another pair of talon-like limbs grow between my hand and my feet, and I'm flying. My body coil in mid-air, lauching me highter in the sky. I can see my friends walking on the path, in the afternoon sun. My shadow is long and changing as I keep coiling and incoiling in the sky. I land next to them when we reach the city, and I'm back in my human body. We walk around the city, it's nice but very busy, and I feel oppressed by the crowd. I change again and use my talons to climb up a building and lauch myself into the sky again. The group finally go to a covered allyway, and I hae to land again to reunite. I find my sister and we go inside a shop full of curiosity, selling foods and trinkets. We pop open a bag of fuzzy sweet powder and snack on it while visiting. We go to the firt floor and find the other here, making stuff out og crafting supplies. I pull out some balsa and a soldering iron and start making paws shapes on the balsa. A older asian man sit next to me. I ask him why he is retiring, and he tells me I'm the first to notice, and I'm a "clever girl" I'm pretty upset over him leaving, but he have to. I hand one of the balsa bit with paw shope to a frend and get out to fly again. The friend uses the balsa to call me, and I graps her between my middle talons, but her weight makes me lose my balance and I can't fly anymore. I keep us moving by climbing buldings and jumping between them, frustrated.

Full body transformation are weird.

I went to bed around midnight. I shortly woke up around 5:00 and finally around 8:45. I'm starting this DJ at 9:10.
I think it was the terrorist dream or the vega cow poop dream in which I was highly aware at some points.

Terrorist attack
I'm in the cinema where I used to work. I'm either in theatre number 9 or 10. There's just a small group of people there and I'm not sure we're actually watching a movie or if there is some discussion going on. The only thing I can recall with certainty is my classmate Tan being there. Star Wars is also on my mind, so maybe it had something to do with that.

Now it feels like I'm working here again. I'm walking just in front of theatre 9. On the other side is theatre 14. I go over and open the door to have a peek. In reality it should open to a small corridor that leads to the seats, but right now it leads immediately to the last row. I assume the light to be disturbing for the person(s) on the last row, so I apologise and close the door again.

I overhear some guys talking about shooting up the place. They go into theatre 14. Instead of warning someone, I first go into theatre 14 to check it out myself. I'm at the end of the corridor, at the top of the stairs which go down to all the rows of seats. Someone on the back row starts shooting. I immediately (and poorly) fall to the ground, pretending to have been hit. I hope they'll buy it and that they won't shoot me some more just to be safe. I hear someone talking about that the first round of bullets are just very tiny ones to open up some holes in your body. For the second round they'll use bigger bullets, which will tear through the small openings and actually kill you. I think I make a run for it.

I'm on the 2nd floor now (theatre 14 is on the 3rd), running towards the corner where the elevator is, but also a personnel only area. I hesitate while running and head for the elevator, as the doors are already open and I can see Chantal [old colleague] standing. I shout out to her and join her.

I'm on the ground level in the personnel only area. I'm standing there with the manager Ed and my classmate Kristen. I'm panicked and I try to tell what's happening. I keep it down to the very essence. I believe Ed sends the guards to duke it out.
In this area and in this time frame a lot of things happen and I'm not sure about the right order:
- I try to recollect my thoughts. I'll need to report to the police later about what I saw exactly. Fuck, I can't even recall a single detail of the attackers. I didn't see shit. I consider filming myself right now with my iPhone to get all the details straight. I know that the human memory isn't all that reliable.
- I panick and I start sobbing. I'm not even aware of Ed and Kristen anymore. I'm on my hands and feet and I've assumed a position of total defeat. I can't believe that the terrorists have finally struck here. So many people must be dying. Though the description is short, I feel like I spend a lot of time feeling like this.
- Ed opens the door from this hallway to the main area of the ground level. I don't recall there being any people about. Furniture wise it's nearly completely empty. There's a big metallic looking plate or something alike standing there and from the left side from one of the upper floors a lot of bullets are fired at it. You can see the travel path of the bullets and you can also see some of them ricochet of the plate. I tell Ed to close the door, in case one of the bullets ricochets this way. He closes the door. There's another opening through which we're able to have a peek. I carefully do so at least once.
- I don't remember where he got it from, but Ed now has a thick and old looking book. He also has a seat , which is just big enough to sit on and just a few centimetres high. I'm calling it a seat because that is its purpose, but it's more like a cardboard box. I'm on the ground, looking through Ed's book. It seems like it's filled with biographies of people. I think I might've seen some drawings of characters from the book I'm reading in there. Ed wants Kristen to sit on the seat in a Seiza position [karate]. I don't recall him explaining what he wants to accomplish, but I think this was some kind of ritual to fill the book up more about today's events. Kristen refuses, telling him that she can't do it because of a bad knee. She says so in a slightly agitated way. I tell Ed I'll do it. Kristen asks me how I intend to do it with my messed up knee. There's just no way. I attempt to assume the position. Some people run by from behind me. One of them brushes my lower leg or steps on it really lightly. I show a sign of pain and Kristen says something along the lines of: see, you can't do it, it's already hurting. I tell her that it was because someone stepped on me.
- I'm just outside of the cinema, at the side entrance. I did something on a ramp there, though I don't recall what.

Though this definitely wasn't a pleasant dream, it was interesting due to the emotions which I felt so strongly. The bullet lines into the metal frame were also very vivid.

Vega cow poop
I'm on my bicycle in the city I study in. It's daytime and I'm cycling from the city centre towards my neighbourhood. At some point the infrastructure for the bicycle becomes quite crappy. There's no more bicycle lane, so at points I'm just driving on the car road. I keep cycling and am sometimes a bit confused by the road layout. Eventually I take a left towards my house. I notice that I'm on the roof of a house and that I need to jump down. Fuck it, I'll do that. I jump off like a BMX-er would, without a problem. I continue a bit, but then stop for a moment because I know there was a guy cycling behind me. I think I instruct him on what to do.

I make it to the front garden of a house (my house?). I'm wearing skates. To stop myself from rolling past the house, I go about in a tiny circle, spinning twice along my own axis. One of my best friends just arrived as well, I think by car. We enter the house. I need some help getting in, cause I'm a bit clumsy on skates. It's been a while, considering my knee.

The interior is like that of my ex girlfriend's house, though with furniture in different locations. We walk from the hallway into the living room. Another friend's mom is laying on the couch. His dad is standing. I either sit down on the ground or I fall into that position. I look at my feet and see that I'm wearing skates which I have managed to attach directly to my beat up Reebok shoes. I can remove the skates without taking off my shoes. My friend's mom mentions something about being sick for the 3rd time already, due to eating some vega cow... poop? Yuck

Small model corner
It's daytime and I'm at the physical therapist, though the setting looks entirely different from reality. I'm also not participating in this dream, just observing. There are 3 girls who seem to know each other in the 'small model corner', or something along that lines. It's a corner with exercises for girls who want to exercise but who want to stay petite instead of becoming muscular. I think they're standing next to a bar with weights on it. My physical therapist shows them how to do an exercise for your arms, which involves pulling on a pulley system. After that he's suddenly outside in his car and he's gonna drive off. One of the interns, a guy with red hair, is still inside. One of the girls comes up to him to ask him something about her file. He tells her he can't do anything about it. The moment he starts the program on his tablet, her file is loaded because it recognises that it's about her. She asks if the physical therapist that just left can do anything about it. The intern says he's not sure. The girl says optimistically something along the lines of: so there's a chance?

Fragments
» I think I may have dreamt something about my mom, though I can't recall anything. The idea is just stuck in my mind that I did.
» There was a dream that had something to do with me being highly educated, but I can't recall a thing.
» I'm with my two little cousins. I tell the girl that she should always kiss her brother on the cheek. It's inappropriate to kiss him on the mouth. She asks me why. She caught me by surprise. I don't know why. That's just the way it is.
» I'm standing in my kitchen with my classmate Erwin [I have no clue what his name is. At some point I just decided that he looks like an Erwin ]. He asks me if I have any Vicks candy's. He tells me he has a sore throat. I have a bag in the kitchen, but I'm a bit reluctant to share. I don't want my entire bag to be empty when I finally want to have a Vicks. I end up sharing with him.

Mild attempt before sleep

*Preparing for training at jobs office along with his going team.

Dream - Fast food
Me and my friends Sam, Daniel and Matt all go into a Burger King to get some food. My friends sit at a table and I head over to the cashier to see what's on the menu. I look up, hmm... There's a big burger that comes with fries, a frozen coke, and another drink. It looks so good, it's basically just a really meaty burger with bbq sauce and bacon in it. I ask if I can have that one, it's supposed to be an 'instant meal' as well so I don't have to wait for it to be cooked. The person I ask takes me over to an area near where my friends a sitting and opens a lid into a food container showing me the food they have. It's full of roasted ribs and other meaty foods, but no burgers! What's the meaning of this? Apparently they can't make me my meal :/ I don't get a proper explanation as to why either.. My friends are all eating this food, but I really don't like the look of it.

Dream experience: 2 (wasn't that good)
Dream awareness: 0

Usually I never eat fast food so I don't know why I'm dreaming about it?
Every time I woke up last night I wouldn't be able to remember my dreams. I only recalled this one last night and barely.

1.) I was fighting two barbarian like men with my "bodyguard." We were in a throne room that was dug into the side of a small hill, kind of like a hobbit-hole. I remember a wooden chair, which I assumed was the throne, and a small wooden box. My bodyguard was a large muscular man, though I don't recall much about his appearance other than that. We both had large golden swords that were more like a fusion of a scimitar and sickle. We were both joking that we had picked up the wrong swords. The "barbarians" also large men, who wore cow skulls on their head and also a thick hide on their shoulders. I killed one of them quite easily by cutting the side of his neck. My bodyguard pushed the other one against a wall then managed to also kill him. My bodyguard had suffered a wound on his shoulder area and let out a grunt. I asked him halfheartedly with no real care of his well being if he was okay. As soon as he said yes I turned my attention to the wooden box. Inside the box as a letter from my wife. The letter looked as if someone had typed it out on a computer then printed it out, then took the printed letter and cut each individual word out and glued it onto another piece of paper. The words at the beginning of the letter were to small to be read, but by the end they had grown quite large. The only thing I can recall of the letter was something about a poltergeist.

2.) I was riding in some sort of caravan that was made up of boxes on some type of cart. I remember the box I was riding in feeling really off balance. I then remember getting off and walking and opening a pack of hard boiled eggs. I went to eat one, but threw them away because they were warm and runny.

3.)

Spoiler for Sexual Content:

I was having sex with my wife in a pool of cold water. I remember feeling like there was someone watching us. I remember toward the end I began to masturbate her and the dream ended as she was beginning to climax.

12,03,15

Yesterday sleep from 11;30am -9 pm

I just returned home from someplace. As I'm stepping into my grammas one room home through a wooden door, I realize that I have been away for 10 days and didn't get online or check my emails one single time. This fills me with dread and terror and I just can't fathom how did I forget about all that.

I turn right and I reach to the back of the shelf that gramma has right next to the wall. It's a metal shelving thing. I am absolutely mortified that I don't remember where I hid my laptop before I left but at the same time I remember it's on the shelf. But I'm so scared out of my mind that someone took it and how was I so stupid to leave it there.

Next thing I have it opened on a desk an my brother is there too. I have an image of a small fire that just started out of the blue, but was estinguished.

Now I look at the small wooden stick that's in one of the USB ports and it just caught on fire by itself. I blow and it goes off. I tell my brother who was not looking and ask him why he thinks it happened. We somehow come to the password that I set for my laptop. He says the fire is the result of pent-up energy that has no other way for release.

Next we are talking to a woman who tells me that It's bunch of numbers and all of them give sum of 8, which I didn't know. Shee says that sum of all those 8's is 0, and 0 is the number of evil intelligence.

I ask her how to get rid of it. She says I need to smear my room with pentik. DAnother woman thats there with her says the name of the plant in another language, sounds latin or european. I want to know if the evil intelligence will stay in the room or follow me if I move.

I woke up so scared I was braving the thought of getting up and putting the light on, but I lost the fight. I got up and put the light on and stayed up.