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It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of 'Muslim' woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the Muslim woman praying to the west, one Muslim looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

I saw my old friend and we went on an adventure to save him from something evil. After that, I met my ex- boyfriend and we were in a big house, we had a mission to escape from this evil woman. We hopped onto a motorcycle and he was driving until we fell. I drove next and the motorcycle was slow, I called a friend and asked for boosters and a remote control and those things magically appeared. After that, I was saving him again but this time, we were pouring gold coins into a rectangular hole and covered it with a basket and rode off on a motorcycle with him and a kid.

Last night I've dreamed that I was in my grandparents house (they are dead now. they were my father's parents). it was almost night in the dream. at the moment in that house nobody lives, but in my dream I had the feeling that there are so many people... like in my childhood when I used to visit.At some point in the dream, my dead grandmother showed up. she didn't speak or look at me. she was just passed by. she was inside the house. i was looking at her. I wasn't afraid, but I was so surprised to see her again so healthy and on her feet instead of very sick with one misseing leg like she was before death. she was walking slowly, very careful but with dignity. in my dream she was looking very well and I had a feeling of admiration. after, i dont remember what happened but I was in another part of the house, staying at the door, looking outside, with a fear feeling. in front of me were wood fences . to the left a man silhouette (I couldn't see who he was...maybe my father) and to the right an animal.. I thought it was a small bear, or a dog looking as a bear). they were separated by fences. each had a door with locker. In the dream I was afraid of that open locker... I could see the big lock, full of rust..open. in the dream I was thinking that we must close that locker but at the same time I didn't move. I dont remember the rest of the dream.. but I remember changing the plan. I was back in Uk, from Romania (my grandparents house) with my actual boyfriend ... trying to manage some furniture in a very tiny space...our new home in my dream. I remember also a woman. I didn;t see her. I knew she was very young and somehow connected with my boyfriend . she was kind of a menthor to him. what all these could mean?

It was 1999 I looked out side my kitchen window, there was a car park, it was full of Muslim woman praying, they were facing west, I ran from my house past the woman in to a hall were the minister for immigration KIM BEASLEY was, I said can you see that in the car park, he looked over while shoving seafood in to his mouth shrugging his shoulders. I got up set and left that place and went to go home, I walked past the woman praying to the west, one looked up at me then they all did, then they stood up thousands of them, and they chased me, I was running away and they slowly methodically followed me like a slow moving mud avalanche, I run in to my home but the weight of the woman marching froward smashed my house down, I had to run and run, I had no home and it was hard to hide because they were every where. They were not aggressive in a fighting way, but determined to smash my home my life every thing....,

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