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I walk along a country path in an empty, tall grass field. I see a wooden table with a luxurious tablecloth. It is luxurious in colors of gold, red and purple. There is fringe. Under the tablecloth is a marble mantle clock. I pick it up to carry it. It leads me through a portal to black space. Standing in black space, a gigantic white with pink lotus flower gently floats past me. It glows. In the distance a giant peony, or old fashioned rose,white with a soft pink hue, floats. It glows. Eventually, I float to the right. Ism carrying a marble clock that points the way to an old, grey rock structure. There are stairs leading upward. At the top of the stairs, is a large, wooden arch doorway. I press the metal ring to open the door forward. It opens the way to the interior of a church. I walk down the center aisle to the front of the church. I am wearing a white peasant dress and see that I am barefoot. My hair is long blond, and tied loosely in a braid. I am a young woman. As I face the front of the church, rays and beams of sunlight pour down from above. I stand in the light rays soaking in the warmth and the bliss. I am filled with joy and begin to weep with happiness. I glance out the window the the right, and there are roses climbing up the side of the wall. White doves flitter in the rose bushes and fly around the window. I am overwhelmed with gladness and peace.

Standing in black space, a gigantic white with pink lotus flower gently floats past me. It glows. In the distance a giant peony, or old fashioned rose,white with a soft pink hue, floats. It glows. Eventually, I float to the right. Ism carrying a marble clock that points the way to an old, grey rock structure. There are stairs leading upward. At the top of the stairs, is a large, wooden arch doorway. I press the metal ring to open the door forward. It opens the way to the interior of a church. I walk down the center aisle to the front of the church. I am wearing a white peasant dress and see that I am barefoot. My hair is long blond, and tied loosely in a braid. I am a young woman. As I face the front of the church, rays and beams of sunlight pour down from above. I stand in the light rays soaking in the warmth and the bliss. I am filled with joy and begin to weep with happiness. I glance out the window the the right, and there are roses climbing up the side of the wall. White doves flitter in the rose bushes and fly around the window. I am overwhelmed with gladness and peace.

Alot alot alot of spiders hanging from iak a flower in a closet. when i went to get rid of them they were sucked up in a hole in the ceiling of closet. then they popped back out they were black.

I was at school and my ex was there and some old faces too and I was just walking around campus and meeting everyone and then I was in the cafeteria area alone with just my ex having a private meal and he was acting stupid and I was acting normal and he had this thing and it mocked me and then the scene changed to me opening a door for some girl and a celebrity and then going around campus to find out i lost my backpack and notebook to me looking for it and finding out where it was, from my full real name being announced; I was thinking shit some people don't know my name, as I go by MilaToro for my job in real life right now. And it got announced on the school speaker by a teacher for all to hear; along with my and age that I'm going to be next year and I franticly went to the room and the teacher was there on the steps to enter the classroom and he saw me and gave gave me my stuff and to find out it wasn't my notebook that someone else had it and i thought it was my ex who had it but i kept the notebook anyway. As I’m walking away I told the girl next to me and told her well it's filled with math notes i midst well keep it as i can learn from it. Then it jumped form the school campus grounds to urban ranch styled homes and bulls in the grass fields. I was I guess still looking for my notebook and to the left of the grassy fields was the school outside campus, I was running from street to campus walkways to the grass fields and somehow ended up being chased by multiple bulls and running to jump over the gate into the flowers to be safe the bull was so close to smashing me. It's ironic because the bull I was thinking in my dream was a representation of me , because my horoscope is a Taurus and I'm in the month of May right now in real life and my birthday is 6 days away. Anyway I never finished the area because then I woke up.

I had a dream my son came to my house and brought a girl and she came in with flowers saying happy Valentine’s Day. She gave me beautiful flowers

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I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

The dream began with me waking up to a text message on my phone, I wake up and scroll through the notification centre to see a text message from my instructor Ms. Maryam (Interior Design instructor at the time of the dream). The text message said, “I need to see you in my office today”. I jumped out of fear thinking why would she want to meet me after the final exam is over. To understand why she wanted to see me I open banner to check my final grades and surprisingly the final grade was not uploaded, which made me feel more anxious. I wake up and get ready immediately wondering why she wanted to meet me. I wear a blue abaya and a white scarf, and leave for the bus. I remember falling asleep as soon as I go in the bus. I wake up when we reach the university and I feel my heart beating fast. As I get down the bus and as I get closer to her office, I could feel my heart beating faster and faster. I reach near her office and see her office is open, I pray to Allah to make things easy for me, and take a minute to calm myself and knocked her door. I see Ms. Maryam looking at me in a weird way, she looked different than what she usually looks like, she had the same face but she looked shorter, and long arms. She had a pink coat with flower patterns and was wearing blue jeans. She tells me to take a seat, I felt shivers going through my spine. She asks me if I checked banner for the final grade, and I tell her I did and the grade was not uploaded yet. She looked sad and says, “it is because you didn’t get a good grade”. You received an F. She goes on to tell me about her having so much of high expectations on me and it is just not my failure, it is hers too as an instructor. I began tearing up and wake up from my dream.

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