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This dream was more vivid than yesterday's dream. We were in like a desert plain, and there were a bunch of people I did not know; one of the people was Ash and he was the only person I knew. We all were trying to do this pair and talk thing. Me and Ash always got paired up together. Well we did that for a few rounds, and then on the last round each person had a fishing rod and we all put them against a fence well everyone turned around and did not look. One by one someone went to pick a fishing rod, and I was the last one to pick. The fishing rod was number 16 and it was Ashes fishing rod, and he said “how do we keep getting paired up together”. Well I ran and jumped in his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his waist, and we started kissing.

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I was visiting my parents (they are both now dead) I was in a wooded area clearing an area to camp. It was getting dark and i became scared and had a flashlight to find my way I was turned around several times but found my way to the fence. I went over the fence and the dogs were in their kennels and I went in the house. My parents were happy I was visiting, when I realized what day it was and I had missed my flight home. I was looking for my room and got on an elevator looking for the second floor and realized I was getting out on the third floor and got back on the elevator.

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I had a vivid early morning dream. At times, my view would zoom in close; other times, I saw from a wide, top-down perspective—like watching a strategic operation unfold from above. The dream began with a striking view of a group of elite, specialized soldiers—about 5 to 8 of them. They were a highly trained unit, personally chosen by their Commander-in-Chief. Their loyalty, discipline, and unwavering commitment to their mission were unmistakable. They had fought together through many hard-won battles and had developed a deep bond rooted in honor and trust. They were running across a wide, open war field, leaving behind a battleground they had just conquered. It was clear that this unit had taken much ground together over time. Though the war still raged around them, they moved with urgency and perfect formation. Scene 2: The Storm and the Fence Then the terrain shifted. Heavy rain poured in sheets from the sky, making visibility low. The ground turned into thick, slippery mud. Despite the storm, the unit stayed in harmony, never breaking stride. Eventually, they came to a gray chain-link fence—standing strangely alone in the open landscape. It clearly marked the next phase of their mission, and they were under direct orders to reach it. Their gear was soaked, their fatigues caked in mud. At the base of the fence, centered like a marker, were two shovels—placed intentionally, as if by command. Without pause, they began to dig under the fence. Each man took a turn, one digging until spent, then handing off to the next. Their goal was precise: create openings wide enough for two soldiers to slide beneath and press ahead toward a large white building visible on the other side. Scene 3: The Waiting Soldiers Once the holes were ready, two were chosen to go. They slid under the fence and ran toward the building while the others waited, huddled near the opening, still alert and battle-ready. It was then that I was shown something deeper. Each soldier in this unit carried a unique calling and specialized skill. One might be an expert in communication, another in field medicine, another in navigation or demolitions, another in intelligence or surveillance. No single soldier had it all—but together, they formed a force capable of extraordinary things. Every gift, every assignment mattered. They were more than warriors; they were a finely tuned body in motion. Scene 4: Inside the Building Inside the white building, the two soldiers were now clean and dry, standing side by side at a window. They sipped something warm—maybe tea or cocoa. Their demeanor had shifted. While their teammates remained outside in the storm, these two were at ease. Calm. Comfortable. They had forgotten the mission. Forgotten the others. Forgotten the urgency. They were half-hearted. This building had been chosen beforehand as a transitional space—a place to regroup, refocus, and prepare for the next advance. The two inside were never meant to stay. They were to make a way for the rest to move forward and get in the building. But they had grown content and detached. Scene 5: The Greater Assignment The final scene zoomed out beyond the white building. What I saw was a vast, wide-open territory still waiting to be taken. The mission wasn’t over. The building was just a checkpoint. The half-heartedness of the two risked compromising not only their comrades, but the fulfillment of a much greater Kingdom-level assignment.

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I had a dream that I was at a high school, it had maybe a very mild resemblance to my school. And the school down by the football field for some reason had a beach. And this seal kept jumping out of the water to scare us. I was saying in my dream, "It has to stay in the water it can't hurt us". And then it popped out of the water can and started chasing me and some other person (I forgot or don't know who they were). It chased us up a ramp that led to the main school area. It started attacking everybody. I and the person I was with split up somehow, and I was hiding with multiple other people in some little room connected to the library. Then, (I forgot why) I decided to leave the building and hide behind the library. There was like a little narrow area between the library and this fence. So I stayed there for a bit. Soon enough, I decided to go back to the library room and I found everyone in there dead. There were multiple bodies scattered around the rest of the school too. I don't know now when or how, but at some point, it was a dog, and not a seal anymore. Some kind of golden retriever-looking dog. It continued causing chaos until some one I forgot whether it was me or someone else had a bow and arrow pointed at the dog, and was about to kill it. This was in front of the library as well. Then I don't get why but everyone started agreeing that it shouldn't be killed. So it wasn't killed and was just being treated like normal after killing so many students. After that I don't remember much other than that we were at some outside assembly or all the remaining people were just sitting in rows outside on the grass.

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I dream of a lion trying to ramming into the fence to break it I was like Barbwire and it was trying to get an animal and then it ended up with two lions, and then both lions were being aggressive, trying to get through the fence to get a deer and then all of a sudden a bunch of people were shooting at the lions and killed them, and then there was a dead tiger that the lions had killed and there was a dead guy. I’m not sure how the guy died if it was from the gunshots or the lions.

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I don't remember the beginning in much detail but I remember that I was looking for something. There was a highway sidewalk that I was walking on and it was in need of repair. The sidewalks were cracked, the bus stop benches were out of place and needed repairs, the fence guard rail had been painted white in most places but, was missing paint in some areas. Somehow I found the correct type of paint that I carried in a nice (scientific Erlenmeyer flask - may be used used for heating and/or shaking/stirring without the chance of spilling the liquids inside) looking glass bottle. I was really happy that I found the paint and noted the fact that the paint wasn't like regular paint, it was an white, oil based paint that seemed to possibly have more oil than paint in it. I was on the lookout for the enemy because he might attempt to hinder me as I painted. The scene changed and I was walking in what seemed to be an apartment complex. I realized that I had somehow acquired a powerful hand held weapon. The weapon looked like a long black pole/staff and was made of a special strong metal. The weapon could also retract in itself for safe keeping. (note: at this point I saw a small storage room which had many weapons of different colors/types. These weapons also resembled long poles/staffs and were lined up in sections coordinated by color/type. They rested on what resembled a vertical gun rack. The gun rack reminded me of something you would see in a colonial era war movie. -- I realized that the enemy was attempting to collect and withhold them from me). As I was walking through a parking lot, I saw two of the enemy walking together towards my direction. (they looked like people but, i knew they were the enemy). One of them noticed that I was carrying the weapon and after I had walked passed him, told the other, and they started following me at a distance behind. I didn't want them to catch up so, i went into one of the apartment building, walked upstairs and saw that it was a cleared out office space that was in the process of being remodeled. In this office space was a thief (the enemy) attempting to steal a valuable gold artifact and possibly other items. Then, a policeman came into the room and caught the thief and began to interrogate him. I somehow knew that I needed to grab the gold artifact and keep it from the thief. So, in the midst of the distraction, i took it! At this point many officers (crooked enemy officers) and people began coming into the building so, I decided to leave in the midst of the commotion. Other people were leaving as well so that they would not be accused or interrogated by the police. As I walked downstairs and exited the building through a glass door, i noticed an old-school 1950's or 1960's looking black car with shiny silver bumpers and grill. Inside the car was an old black man in a nice suit looking directly at me. I believe that I saw that he had a driver. Looking at this man, i perceived that he was extremely wealthy. Then, he spoke. I don't remember verbatim but, he said something like, "stop holding back/stealing the wealth from the black people"! Then, he drove off. As he drove away I noticed that their were golden shiny objects which he left on the ground. I stepped closer to see what they were and they were tools made of pure gold! I immediately started picking up as much as I could. I picked up several drill bits, screw driver bits, torque wrench bits and many others. Now, some of the people escaping the building saw what I was doing and started picking up a few themselves but, i could see where the tools were hidden in the dirt and grabbed more than most. knowing their value, i placed them in what seemed like a small black metal safe i was carrying. Then the dream ended.

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