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It started out in a castle .. this castle of course looked very old on the out side and just as new on the inside. the dream picked up when I was coming out. I stepped into the entrance room; and rectangular room with a banister just about the center of the room so that someone on the second floor could walk the full lengeth of the room. I began to rise into the air. and when I reached the banister wings erupted from my back and I began to fly around the room. I flew out of the door that was already open. I landed on the steps of the school and looked into the sky were I saw hundreds of thousands of angles circling. it looked like a hurican of angles. I then looked to one of the second story windows of the school.. where I saw about 5 angles gathered at one of the windows. I flew over to them to see what they were doing. and I saw the angle in front who was having a telepathic conversation with a girl in the class room. he gestured with one finger for her to come out side and she got up and left the class room.. the teach kept teaching the students kept learning.. no one noticed her leave. I then wanted to see how high and fast I could fly so I began to fly I found myself in the universe.. and I was over the earth.. I said "this is got to be a dream.. but I like where its going, so Ill follow it! I flew back to the school.. where there were two men.. who had no wings.. a voice came from beyond the dream and said. " one this day thogh many were called not all remembered how to fly I told them I would teach them both.. and grabbed them both in each arm. and began to try and fly.. but I couldnt. all the while there were shadows trying to get me.. but I could jump over them.. I told the two men the best way I could explain in words.. how to fly and they went.. I dont know if they ever learned

I was at my college buying a history book but never opened it. I went home and turned on the TV and the show Paranormal State was on. I tried to change it but somehow I was glued to it. It was showing a very creepy castle looking place on top of a hill. You can tell that it was somewhere in Europe. Somehow I magically appeared there and I was in the arms of Jesus Christ. He was holding me as he was nailed to the cross. He had a huge wooden stake in his head and was trying to escape. Him and I were talking about life and I told him I will help him escape. I asked him to put me down so I can help him. The cross and him was so close to the ground that he could sit down. I helped him escape but he started to die. He died in my arms.

Fue como la semana pasada, sabes q te conte q voy a margarita, soñe q llegue alla y de repente ya era de noche y habia un camino de luces de velas y me sente en la grama y luego tocaste mi hombro y te sentaste a mi lado y hablamos varias cosas como ahora peo eran mas profundas y nos acostamos en la grama y te estaba acariciando el cabello como cuando te acostabas antes en mis piernas, y nos besamos y seguiamos hablando y luego llegaron unas personas q no conociia y dejamos de hablar, de repente ya era de dia y no estaba

I dreamed about a man I do not know violently tearing up a hospital and hurting people. His arm was broken and he just broke it more in his rampage until it was just hanging. It did have a cast on it. In the beginning of the dream the cast was orange and dirty. Later in the rampage it was blue and clean. I think I woke up, or there was a break. There was a small snippet when he was biting the cast trying to get it off. Then there was a break again and it picked up on the edge of a cliff. A man in the drivers seat woke up and the man with the broken arm was outside of the car. the man in the car asked how is arm was. He said fine now and the man looked over and the guy had eaten his arm off. The man without the arm said something that I can't remember now and then pushed the car off the cliff and followed the car off the cliff. this dream was extremely intense and violent.

1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

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