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I was at a college/university, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness.

I then dreamed of being at a college/university scene, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As I closed my eyes as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

I walked into what seemed like a restaurant or building, and it was almost as if I was on a movie set because I was being directed in a sense?…the floor was very unstable, like 1x1 tiles, but made out of plastic/glass that wobbled as I walked. Below me I saw a nude woman in darkness, and felt temptation because she was almost welcoming me to look? Not sure where I was headed, but the way I was distracted by this, I felt like I had to cut scene and restart through the entrance. So exiting the door, it was as if I was outside the restaurant, but still within the building. Like a big building with 2 floors. I remember seeing it as like white marble with gold trim, but in the afternoon while the sun is going down. While still within the building, someone else I didn’t know was going to walk into the restaurant, but me and some other men who were there stopped her from going in. I “woke up (not sure if I did),” and I realized how sinful it was to be there! I felt sick to my stomach, and realized I was being tempted by the devil!! I rebuked what I saw, not agreeing to it! Then I went back to sleep. I then dreamed of being at a college/university scene, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As I closed my eyes as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

Got a nightmare last night. The first in a long time. To explain simply, one day, people looking by the horizon by North East, started to instantly and permanently vanish. No need to be outside, it would occur even when looking behind a window. No one could tell why it started or what was behind this phenomena but a saying went by: "Don't look North East, because that's where the sun goes." overtime, people would have some device on them that would vibrate and send an alarm when they're on dangerous zone, but as you guess, it's just a band aid on a broken leg. And it would target anyone looking, evenly, so child, old people,... anyone. In the nightmare, there was the phase where it started, and no one really understood what was going on, then the phase where people where progressively used to it, but started to breakdown, with even some, looking there with defiance (with the consequence you imagine). And the thing is that the vanishing wouldn't produce any sound. So you could talk to someone, look away for one second and that person would be gone without any trace. And when you don't see someone, you'd be immediately thinking that either they vanished or just walked away.Not really a happy scenario. And at time, I had a freeze frame of the exact moment someone looked, and basically their body partly was vaporized during that frame.

I was at the office where I actually worked for 25 years. I was at my desk and there was lots of work in my tray that needed to be done. My boss was in her office and thought I couldn’t actually see her face, more work was being brought out to me. There were many legal sized yellow folders brought out to me; stacks of them. I felt a little overwhelmed at how much there was. I took one of the folders and looked inside at the stack of papers. On top of the stack was a photograph of myself when I was a teenager about 13 or 14 years old. I actually have this photo. I was wearing a deep yellow turtleneck sweater. I wondered why it was there and what it had to do with all the work I had to do. The other papers in the folder were turned face down. There was one piece of paper that had some writing on it however I wasn’t able to read it in the dream. As I stared at the photo of myself I began to wake up from the dream. I have had several dreams of being in this same work place with the same boss and work being given to me through the years. The boss in the dream always appears to be the person I actually worked for. I was her administrative assistant for years working at the bank Citigroup. This time the amount of work was far more than in any of the other dreams and I was curious about all the legal file folders and why the photo of me as a teenager?

I then dreamed of being at a college/university, people all around walking to their destination. I was feeling so down and discouraged walking to my room. As I walked down the stairs, someone I knew (didn’t recognize at the time but could be my new brother in Christ that just prayed for me via text to voice last night) stopped me because he noticed I wasn’t OK. He asked if he could pray for me, and I agreed. As as he was praying, I felt oil pour over me—specifically my face, even going into my mouth down my chin. I had to swallow some of it. I can still taste the bitterness. After this taste I woke up feeling restored/empowered.

I have dreamed that I was going to the school middle school to go and get some soup that someone had left for me and I got lost in the new elementary school so I had to get instructions on how to get there and the old high school secretary was it anyways she led me through some hallways through the new school to the cafeteria. It was full of children eating food, It felt weird because i thought all the kids were staring at "the older kid in elementary school". She took me into the back where everyone had their coats on hooks.into the back to give me A 6-pack beer container that only had 3 beers in it and some of the soup that I was looking for then she took me into or she followed me into the parking lot where she lit up a smoke in the lot for a minute as I put the stuff in the car, it was nighttime at this point and I guess now she ran Off because the Post Office guy drove by and I guess in my brain because he works for the government and she does to you like she didn't want to get caught outside so she ran away and then all these people start showing up that I knew from a long time ago starting with one person then Rachael the girl from my science class, whom of which I gave a half hug with my left arm. Her arms were full so it was kinda like my head get pushed into her left shoulder. She was wearing a blue fluffy jacket. I asked Rachel how come she always shows up randomly in my life. and there was Britney Watson or maybe a 3 palms kid and we were all sitting in these chairs in a big circle outside in there was one other girl that I knew by can't remember exactly what her name was and is other people are too but I can't remember and then it was a pretty good conversation nice positive. It felt like they all came just for me, though I simply sat and listened to what they had to say. Just typical group chatter of highschool kids. and then it's switch to me be in the shower and I was talking to chef Gordon Ramsay about over hard eggs he waa trying to smack me because the term overhard was not acceptable, the shower curtain got all messed up, I was thinking how it needed to be fixed. Standing there naked In front of Gordon Ramsey in my trailer park shower didnt bother me I. The slightest, but I thought about how it should of and then he got Duke splaining how it needs to be soft and moist and not over hard, I actually pictured what he was describing quite well, I remember thinking he was absolutely right, hard chaukly over cooked eggs are the worst and I was like it's just a preference but we are actually talking about eggs Benedict and I agreed with them that they shouldn't be hard for eggs Benedict but really we were just arguing about words and definitions.

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