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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

I dreamed I was working in Publix as a cashier the girl next to me suddenly quits her job telling me I should do the same. I don’t as I think it’s strange to just up and quit for no reason in continue to work. The end of my shift come up I go outside it’s now night time I look over to see a strange shaped moon almost diamond shaped but it’s clearly fake like something trying to cover out the night sky behind it and lower to the horizon I see three other moon and as I’m watching this the diamond shaped moon starts to move revealing a massive large object almost planet size coming to earth. Moments later an announcement comes over every broadcast stating and ele “extinction level event is imminent and there is a 100% chance of hitting the earth please stay calm and get to your loved ones. I look around to grid lock traffic everywhere and wake up. Never had a dream like that before

I was at some kind of party in the dream. Me and my friends, Michaela, Kenzie, and two people I didn’t know were in some kind of stick shift convertible going to the party. My parents were there. My teachers were there. And this one girl who always dresses with almost no clothes was there. There were a bunch of random people too. But the party was at my grandparents on my dads side house that I’ve basically grew up in. My youngest sister was there too but she wasn’t like everybody else. She was the only one who was older in the dream than she is in real life. Me and my sister were in the living room at the party. Every time I have this dream there is a crown or some other object that appears and disappears. When my sister got on the couch with me it appeared and when she got off of the couch it disappeared. I told her and she smiled and ran and told her friend and my parents. I went out side with her and my parents looked at me weird. I was the only one talking in the dream. Then while I was outside I started looking with the people I came with in the convertible. I found everyone in the basement of the house with other people dancing. I talked to my friends and she ran out a door that led through a small hallway and then outside. This door and hallway isn’t in the house in real life. I go out the same way to find her and she’s gone. For some reason I had a mouth full of the blue and red capsules of ibuprofen. I spit them out in a trash can and bump into a girl that I didn’t get along with in high school, Emily. And then I wake up.

I am a police officer and when I go to visit my school everyone sees me as an adult and I like the adults. When I go into the teachers lounge a friend that I haven’t talked to in a long time is there and we sit down on the floor and talk. While we talk the teachers lounge turns into a movie theater and I leave soon after. I drive home in my car and I go inside and get ready for a night shift of patrolling, my first night of patrolling and when I try to go into the drivers seat I end up in the back seat. I keep going trying to get into the front seat until finally my car turns into a tricycle.

I dreamed that I was going to work, hunting demons and at the end of my shift (around 7 at night) a demon attacked me and I was left naked in the street walking disoriented and alone towards a hospital where there was a party, a colleague from work he gave me his coat and tried to cover me during the way, when I arrived at the hospital a doctor who was drunk and seemed to know me well treated me. He gave me shorts and I put them on, he offered me beer and I drank until I got drunk when I woke up I was almost completely alone and there was no light at all in the hospital, a girl was caressing me and when she realized I woke up she moved away from me ( only there was no light in the hospital) when I got up to leave I walked disoriented because I was still drunk and then the girl came up to me and helped me walk towards the exit (in the course of this it started to rain) and at the entrance of the compound there were a shadow that was familiar to me. when we approached the Gate (which was completely open and abandoned I saw the face of the person and it was my grandmother (she was throughout my distant childhood and she did not treat my mom well) she offered me decent clothes and a car to take me home, the The girl who was helping me without thinking rejected her and told her to leave and that it hurts me, so I angrily told the lady that I don't want anything from them and asked her "why are you so worried about me?" perhaps now that I'm better, do you think I need them?", she answered me with a simple "No", the girl then told her 'go away and don't bother him again, he is a very good person, he always cares about others and always she strives to improve" then I managed to see the face of the girl (and it turned out to be the girl from 16 of my other dreams with whom I had a mishap that is my responsibility and for that reason we stopped talking even though I apologized to her) when she It was my grandmother, I bent down and began to cry inconsolably and cursing her and all my paternal family, the girl tried to comfort me, I yelled at her and told her that she would leave me alone, she gave me a hug and kissed me on the mouth crying and everything this while it was raining with the force of a hurricane, so she ran away crying; and he left me alone I turned around for a moment he saw me and said through his tears "I wish you good luck" I walked very slowly up a hill and when I finished walking I arrived at what seemed to be my house I lay down at the foot of one of my apple trees that were producing fruit and the apples were a beautiful reddish-green color (I do have 2 little apple trees in my house, but they are quite young) from my house while it was still raining very hard. apple trees are very symbolic for me, they represent my acidic and not very warm childhood on the paternal side and sweet and comfortable on the maternal side, also my maternal Great-grandparents were extremely poor and ambitious farmers of Goat's Milk apple trees and potatoes. and in reality, whenever I am near an apple tree I feel peace, nostalgia and I am proud of my maternal family

I dreamed that I was with one of my friends and I was looking at one of her instruments. The instrument was wooden, with carved out holes, ha a similar shape to a bassoon, but had the pads metal hold covers of a clarinet and two "thumb rests" that could be shifted upwards to uncover holes (one rest on the back, and one on the front towards the bottom), the place where you breath into the instrument is similar to the top of a bassoon, and there's an oboe reed that's on the inside of the hole with the reed intruding the instrument. Later, I move to a space similar to the one at my church, and there is a keyboard with a similar setup to one in my schools recording studio.

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