There's nothing much I can get out from this dream, but here's a few. I was standing at the end of the street I'm currently living in. I could tell that there weren't too many people around. I walked around this area earlier in the morning today(3/31/2013). I was also in front of a home where my attackers were last seen, but yet, the authorities could not do anything about it. There was a home set out on this end of the street. The walls were the only thing that were finished, everything else was wasn't finished. It sort of reminds me of Blender because I was using it before going to sleep this morning. There was a girl I met in the dream, not the Vietnamese one but, someone I recently seen on Youtube. She was nice, outgoing, but she wasn't normal in the dream. In the dream, she was still fun and nice, she was even playful around me. Her and me were both inside the walls of this unfinished building while she was cleaning up some books she had placed out on the floor. She'd pick these books up and place them in a nearby home on the same street. And every time she'd go in to the unfinished building to grab books, we'd both always talk to each other nicely and make friendly compliments. There was a time when she wanted to give me one of the books she was taking away from the area. She gave me a book that used to be hers. I was a little excited that I got to keep it, especially from her. It was like treasuring her heart, her touch, on to this book. It sort of makes me want to go out there and get away from the thoughts that I have about someone else. I can but, Quynh is, of another genre, and from what I noticed throughout the moments I was left with unanswered questions, if you do not believe my friendship is good enough after a set of the given amount of time, innocence is no longer a virtue and anger will be all that is left.
Evolventity's Dream September 24, 2011 (Regular Dream, Fragments) Fell asleep by 1:30AM, woke up at 12PM. -I'm in my backyard during mid day. On the other side of the fence, where a creek flows, there are huge blooms and foilage of blue hydrangeas. I wan't to pick some to begin rooted cuttings. -I'm standing high on a structure trying to snip leaves from the mulberry tree in my backyard. I wanted to start rooted cuttings but was instead trying to pinch the tree. I was looking for it's proto leaves when I found some small black seeds. I grabbed the seeds and came down. -A line of people are present. I think they're speaking out against homosexuals. The muscular Caucasian man at the end of the line is speaking. When looking at each other directly, he then appears in a blender. I blend his body down starting at his feet. The blender fills up as I reach the base of his neck. I pulse it a couple times. The blades go around his neck bone. I proceed a little too far, noticing some fragments of bone has been chipped off into the rest of my smoothie. The top of his head was nicked and dripped some blood. I stop blending. I take the pitcher to the sink and dump his head out. I use a spatula to take off the excess bone and blood, but I end up pouring the rest of the smoothie out anyway. What a waste.
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