tommo

My brother had a note book that he had written something very important in.

He had died/been killed and I had to find this book.
I was searching and found out that some guys had stolen it.
I found them on a bus, they were pretty young. I beat the shit out of them
and told them to tell me where it was. They gave it to me.

I was trying to figure out the code, and I realised that the code/hidden message was on two separate pages, and when I
folded them in half and put them together, one above the other, the letters, half on each page, formed new words.

I couldn't remember what it said after I woke up.

I told my brother about this dream IRL when I woke up and he said that's what Caeser used to do, and it's called Caeser's cipher or something.

Fragments of Dreams....

There was a monkey inside a whale, talking to me, telling me how it lives. He was connected to the whale through his cerebellum, via some biological cords.
He told me that he uses the whale to clean up stuff that would hurt it; pollution, algae etc.
He said that sometimes it fails and all this black stuff comes in, and I saw it happening.

I realised that the monkey was using the whale sort of like a filter to protect the monkey from harmful stuff. And I realised that this is what we (humans) do as well. With our bodies; as the monkey was like the brain of the whale in a sense.

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Nina was making a post, detailing the rules of partying (haha) and condemning all the people who don't follow them.
It was a huge post, one of the rules I remembered was " If a girl winks at you and hands you something, if you don't just get the fuck
out of there you're a complete moron". haha

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My mum and dad had another kid, I was playing with him and learning about him/teaching him stuff.
I was trying to get him to paint and he was standing at and easel with a canvas on it that I had been painting on.
He effortlessly painted this amazing scene, in about 10 seconds. It looked very similar in style to my paintings IRL, but much, much better.

I realise that this kid is me, but younger. And if I had certain circumstances, I would be so much different now, and possibly be a lot better at the
things I do.

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My sister was telling me that this guy who used to bully me (IRL) spat in her hamburger a few years ago. I want to beat the living shit out of him.



My recall is getting insanely good again. Problem is I just remember too many dreams to write them all down, and forget it by the time I'm done with a few of them. So I'm sticking to short sentences about them, and trying to fill in the gaps later on here. But my recall should get back to how it's always been soon, as my sleep schedule is getting a little more like a schedule now lol