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It started out with me being in some type of outside classroom , we were discussing something and I think I got bored, I started the weird dream with a self levitation thing where I hung off the end of a wall with the tip of my toes laying perpendicular to the ground. no one noticed me doing it or ignored me , I proceeded to hover and the fly around the area. people looked and saw i was flying, then they wanted to do it too. I taught them one by one how to hover, levitate and fly. It was all types of people. At that point now , as they were flying, especially myself, I was singing in an almost sub-sonic tone that rattled dishes and shook stuff on the ground. What disturbed me about the dream was the phrase of the words i was singing ( in that sub-sonic type voice ) " LET THE LIMBS HANG LOW "

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In a cabin exploring. I found a little panic room. Words lit up in another language. I heard a male voice to say it out loud but nobody was there. So I did. That wall opened and led to a hallway. That same male voice said never to go in there because it was evil. As soon as the door openediI felt the intensity of the evil in that hallway. The male ghost kept planting white roses every where. Though I was not allowed to pick them. The next day they would be gone and placed in another area. Eventually, he gave me permission to show my family. I did. All but one were acceptant of him. He tried to get rid of him. Kill him. Nothing worked. This male ghost wasn't evil. He loved. He told me he couldn't leave because he was in love and that's what was stopping everything from sending him away. I had to leave. Vacation was over. I left that cabin so heartbroken, I'd neversee himagain.

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I've never had a nightmare in my life. Not truly. I have complex dreams with detailed and intricate plots, often including demons and foes who would do harm. If not for me. I am socially interactive and whatnot, but dream me is emotionless. I am, in dream, the most effective version of myself. Strong enough to kill off the hordes of zombies. I hunt the wolves that seek me. I defeat the fastest warriors. Battles of words. Fights beyond fist. Every scenario I could not do. I use others, never directly hurt them, to obtain my objective, I myself would not do this. I am "better" in my dreams and I destroy my nightmares. But, is it possible he is the true nightmare? A shell of myself, void of emotions. Using solely the most effective methods. Doing what I could never do. What happens if I were to fight him. His will would make me believe I would win. Then again, it's his will. I am him, he is me. What is he? Who am I? Could it be I aspire to him and he aspires to me? Btw, I'm not crazy. No really. I'm dramatic but what are these dream. Who do I become?

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Last night i had a sleepover at my friends house and i had a dream that my very catholic mother had satanic worshiping tools and sage in a closed drawer at home. After i discovered this she seemed happy i had found it and was excited to show me the satanic tools. She then lead me to a room that was darkly lit and pulled out an object that was in the shape of a pyramid with hieroglyphs and a sharp point on the top. She then told me if we performed a ritual that i could have any wish i wanted. So i agreed and did it. My wish was that my mother would be happy. The ritual started with me poking myself with the tip and then a mucus type substance was put over where i poked myself then i was supposed to have my blood on it also. After it was finished my mother laughed and said did you really think that was your mother. She was possessed and i performed an exorcism on her. After she was semi nnormal she cried and got mad at me asking why i had thought that was her and now i had to go through what she has been going through for years and i find out she was being stalked by a spirit that was very unbelievably scary to say the least. The last part of my dream i remember i was a little girl in the back seat of my car and this entity was in the very back and it was reaching for me and and its fingers were as long as knives and as pointy as they are too. And at this point im as far away from that area as i possibly can be and slowly as its reaching for me its fingers get longer and longer until its almost touching my nose and then i give up and relax because i know it will eventually get me and i lean twords it and it grabs my head and i wake up. When i had this dream it was at my friends house as i had said before but it was above the spot we has used an ouija board months before.

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I was at a big old white farmhouse mansion for a family gathering. while exploring the house I realized there were maids and butlers each one had a different obsession. The maid I met had an obsession with dogs and would place them in weird places such as microwaves, cupboards, and shelves. Then I was outside with a cousin playing kick ball she kicked the ball too far and it went into the neighbors yard. my aunt told me to go get it so I walked over to the house. Once I got to the yard I seen a bunch of various clothing items laying in the yard, I then bent down to pick up a pair of shorts. A random girl with long black hair came outside and said "those are mine" I then said I was just getting the ball. She said I should come inside and see the rest of her wardrobe. I went inside and was looking at a bunch of clothes when I tall boy with shaggy blonde hair came up behind me and started whispering things about cracking my neck and aligning my back. He would not stop talking about it and was obviously very obsessive of the topic. That's when I noticed things were weird. The girl starts leading me to her room to show me more clothes as I was walking up the stairs I seen a boy with black hair sitting In the corner rocking back and forth saying "the word of the day is..." Inserting random words in, defining them, then using them in a sentence. This boy was very repetitive too and would not stop saying the same phrases over and over. As the girl turned into her room I ran out the door back to the White House and was searching for my grandmother when I turned around the firm and the two boys were behind me repeating themselves over and over

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Second, set development goals that bring the person closer to a 4 or 5 on the ability scale in the problem areas. Many geniuses need professional advice, and managers shouldn't play amateur psychologists. Others need someone to help them develop a sense that most of us already have -- like saying inappropriate words in public needs to stop. There are training programs, books, and coaches for just about every type of problem. Overwhelm the genius with offers of help. The message has to be: We value you (the whole person, not just the ability), and we want to help you make this work. 靴クリーム

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