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I dreamed of a cow and her calf. They were in a stable with many other cows. The stable was dirty, the floor was covered with mud and dirty hay. They were rather isolated from the rest of the cows, but not in a strange way (it looked like that was the place they should be). The mother cow was nursing her calf. She was a large cow, kind of fat. The cow turns slowly her head and looks at me, I wasn't there in person though (I was like a cameramen) and suddenly the upper side of her body, directly up from the "nursing post", explodes, spraying a liquid out of the hole (it was a little one, and the liquid was colored faint yellow with black mixed in it, but it was realistic, it looked like rotten milk). Directly after the explosion, the cow starts screaming and jumping. First she makes a kick gesture and then jumps over her calf, who stands motionless, and starts running trough the stable's alley, screaming and, for a second, it seemed to me like she changes form, becoming kind of rectangular with the head fused with the body. While she runs she has the tongue sticking out of her mouth and keeps staring at me with one eye, like horses do sometimes. The cows, including mother and child, where white with black spots, although, when changing appearance, the mother turned all black (but the tummy and the rest of the lower body remained white). The cows were dirty in color, not bright white. I'm male 35 years old. Hope I gave enough information ;)

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I was in school. College perhaps, because I recall being able to call the teacher "professor." I think, even, that the teacher in question was one of my teachers from college. Liz, we called her. Her first name was Elizabeth. I can't even remember what her formal 'teacher name' would be. She was always just Liz. My class and I had a project to do. A last-minute, end of the year project that was thrown together due to poor planning on the professor's part. I had to go to a particularly large classroom - literally quite grandiose, with stacks of bookshelves for some reason lining the walls - and I had to put on a performance for a class of younger students. We were tasked with performing Star Wars - just the first movie, Darth Vader and all that noise. But we had no costumes. Nor did we have any preparation. We had to do it right then. The only costumes we could find were (and this may be dangerous to say around these parts)... animal costumes. Fur suits. All I can remember was being mad. That wasn't what I signed up for. I was failed by the educational system. Failed by my professor. I remember yelling about it, making a scene, in front of the audience, about how much of an utter disgrace the whole thing was.

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A thing was watching me and if it watched me long enough it would kill me in a slow and painful death. It watched my mum and killed her. I saw the thing watching me and so I closed the curtains so it couldn't see me but it was still there. It was then still outside but not looking at me so i ran outside and killed it by hitting it jumping on it and then slicing its neck with a knife. I then put what seemed like a head with lots of hair in a bag and put it in the bin and then went inside. I then got told by my master that I had to do this once a year to survive.

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. I can’t remember but there was a 3rd person that was trying to pull us back together somehow, but I can’t make out the person’s face. I pretty much feel as though that person was female, but to be honest I really can’t remember. I do remember that whoever it was there was standing next to the main entrance door as if they were holding it open for me. As I made my way in, I remember having a smirk on my face as if I was pleased as to what I saw happening. Jillian was cleaning and had a ping pong table in a semi-folded position, and was at times wiping it down. I remember being confused trying to figure out where the ping pong table had been stored the whole time that I knew her, because I loved ping pong and probably would have wanted to play. I remember asking aloud, why are you doing this? Jillian didn’t say anything just kept cleaning, but gave me a look like, I should know why. I got the impression it was because I was still moving in with her after we got married. But, no words were spoken by her to me, just the look.

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. I remember that we were supposed to go tent camping…I remember attempting to rope climb. The rope was very high up. There were two ropes twisted together. I untwisted and noticed they had knots used to assist climbers. I attempted to climb while I was by myself before anyone came to see me. I had a lot of difficulty, having to jump to gain any distance on the rope. Shortly after my attempts kids joined me, although I don’t remember seeing their faces, the feeling I had made me believe they were my own. I suddenly flashed back to the rope and remember touching the beam, signaling my success, and allowing myself to free fall back down to the ground. I remember there being problems getting through the dirt roads to get to the various places on the site. I remember there being an issue with something that we gave the attendant, and we took back from his bicycle when he wasn’t looking. Jillian, was displeased with the grounds keepers and the site, but was out running around doing adventures anyway, while I conducted business. I flashed and Jill, along with the camping adventure was gone, and I was with the ladies from the HR office playing a high stakes game of paintball. The funny thing was it was in the corporate office that we were playing. We were wearing professional garb, like helmets, BDU’s (Black) and goggles. It felt almost as if we were practicing a drill or scenario of some sort. I remember giving silent hand signals to my team members, I was the leader, and they understood what I meant. I was shocked b/c we had no formal training, but it was as if my team had been practicing for this for a long time. I remember seeing someone attempting to get the drop on us, peaking through a cracked door. I quickly pulled my head back around the corner of a wall and began to open fire. I do not remember actually hitting the person, but I do remember winning with my team, and we acted very swat team professional, and then my dreams were over.

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