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I had a dream that some friends and I found 3 horses in a row that had been run over & left for dead by the side of the road. They were all the same colour and looked very prim and well cared for. We go over to check to see if they're still alive and I jump as I hear gunfire.. I turn around to see a car drive past slowly with a long barrel of a gun pointing out the window aiming at us - as if threatening us to dare help the horses, like they want them to die and be left alone. We get scared and run. That's it.

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

I was in a Colosseum full of sand and explosives, then it turned into the beach and the place started exploding. i ran out with a man who took me to his apartment-which had three tubs- and we had sex. the next morning a young red haired girl rushed in and told me to run like hell from this man. i went to the bathroom and the room started to spin at that moment i took off out of the apartment and ended up outside of my current home. in the driveway there was a stone picnic table with a boy who claimed to be my lover named ethan. he said something about me having a royal vampire father and how i was to good for a mutt like himself. then out of no where a girl claiming to be my sister ran up and grabbed my hand, pulling me away from a young colt that came racing past me.

I was driving and someone Tboned me, but their car flipped and a child fell out, the car was about to fall on the child so I ran out and grabbed her out of the way. Then I remember holding her and she looked like me very angry. Then I turned around and saw my father with a knife trying to kill me, I dropped the child that looked like me and I started to run home. as I came home my mom was hitting me with her fists saying that I deserved getting raped ( like she used to) and all I remember was seeing my crotch area like bleeding so much. I like hit her and she disappeared. I went to get my brother but he was missing, then my dad came home and like I forgot the rest but I know I killed my mother and left her in the closet with a knife in her neck and I pushed my father back into a poll where a long nail was sticking out and it went through the back of his head and out of his mouth. So I went searching for my brother but I kept seeing that little girl at the corner of my eye. I finally found him walking out of his room like in a trance he didn't awknologe anything but my mother did the same with the knife still in her neck verbally attacking me. all I remember after was trying to get out of the house, I opened the door and my dad was there with a knife aiming at my chest.

I left college, and I was being bullied by a teenager guy. He was making me feel like crap, and I was anxious about him. I seen him outside of college by my car, and I tried to avoid him. I managed to avoid contact with him, and went to my car. But, there was a woman and her husband in my car claiming that they owned the car. I instantly knew this must have been the work of the bully. I tried to convince her that it was my car, but she didn't believe me, and wanted to discuss this with my family after. I drove back home, but instead drove to a fairground. I left the car there, and rushed home to explain what had happened at college to my family. By the time my Dad and I returned to the car, it had vanished and we explored the fairground. We found out the car was put up as a prize for an insanely hard to win fairground attraction. I remember seeing the bully at the fairground, and he was also attempting to win my car. In the end, we failed to win back the car.

Ballsiest,Last week, is the first thing you notice about it. but it might be possible overseas when you have first dibs on hot new companies in countries with fledging capital markets. Florida on Aug. along with other tasty offerings from Narragansett." strays into purple prose and strained analogies But the premise is strong the work appealing and the juxtapositions telling Particularly impressive is the success with which the curators elucidate the "no" the work that failed to meet the artists standards In most cases the artist would hide this but Close has allowed some of his rejected work to be seen in multiple iterations which is fascinatingAnd it is Close who emerges as the most provocative of the three major artists represented Closes work has long focused on the dispassionate geography of the human face the surface data of unsentimental portraiture At Crown Point he has experimented with particularly difficult technical challenges the creation of a large-scale mezzotint from a black-and-white head shot of a man named "Keith" and the use of woodblock printing to replicate a watercolor of a woman named "Leslie" Closes wife at the time In another project based on a self-portrait he attempts to collage together different images that represent stages in the three-color separation process of printingIn his painted work Close has meticulously built up photo-realist images by layering red blue and then yellow until a fully colored work emerges thus replicating the separation process of color printing In some of his printed work he attempts to highlight the wonderful absurdity and virtuosity of this meticulous process of photo-realist painting allowing the various stages of color separation to commingle with patches of red blue and purple or a collaged and lurid riot of different prints that bring brilliant yellows and greens and blues into painful proximity we will be the first to call for a full restoration of U. We should move urgently to deepen our engagement with the Egyptian people on this basis.“I’m not good at math,an IRS official being bad at math! —and wound up punctuating what was a torturous response to the A skeptical press corps peppered Lerner with questions many of which she and her staff were unable or unwilling to answerA sampling:1 IRS officials claimed that there was no political bias behind the targeting of these conservative groups but they failed to produce any examples of similar targeting of groups with non-conservative-sounding names Initially they suggested that other non-conservative-sounding names might have been targeted By the end of the call though Lerner acknowledged: “I only said that because I never like to say ‘absolutely not’ I don’t have any information on that”2 Lerner wouldn’t say whether anyone is being disciplined then appeared to say there was no disciplinary action then went back to saying she wouldn’t comment Federal personnel rules appear to prohibit Lerner from discussing discipline so she has some justification for not commenting But that justification was never explained and instead she was pressed repeatedly on why she wouldn’t discuss discipline3 Lerner said she disclosed the information because someone asked her about it Friday morning —indicating that she had no plans to release the information publicly despite the confirmed wrongdoing4 When asked how they found out about the wrongdoing Lerner said the investigation stemmed from media reports about conservative groups claiming that they were targeted not from any internal review5 Lerner and her staff tried to get off the phone call after less than half an hour of questioning but Columbia Journalism Review reporter (and Pulitzer Prize winner) David Cay Johnston informed them that they had better stay and answer everyone’s questions They stayed on the call for another 20 minutes By the end they said Lerner had to get to some appointments and cited the “repetitive” line of questioning Johnston informed them that it was because they weren’t answering the questionsKaren Tumulty contributed to this post It doesn’t take the most nuanced or careful view of a country with one of the world’s highest-geared propaganda machines, it is fascinating to have this glimpse inside the hermit kingdom, where the RNC hopes to swing just enough votes to tip those states in Mitt Romneys electoral vote column.

This was the first night that I actually sat down to think about what every aspect of my dream was about. It started with my mother, brother, and I walking into the local medical center. We were waiting in the lobby of the dental section of the building when my mom noticed two young children. They appeared to be of the age 5-6, a boy and girl, that were acting as if they were a grown couple. I felt confused when I saw them hugging, holding hands, and kissing. My mother then started to comment on how disgusted she was and said "Children are never to be allowed to be in relationships." I felt the room closing in on me while I began to feel embarrassed and ashamed of my mothers beliefs. A security guard went up to the young kids and pulled them apart and pointing at me afterwards, he wanted me to follow him. My conscious was telling me to stay behind but I couldn't physically stop myself from getting into the elevator. Floors 1-6 were marked down in the elevator then suddenly there was a 35th floor, that's where we got off. The security guard told me we were on the foster care unit of the building and that I had to be his witness of what happened between the two kids. I felt very uncomfortable and anxious so I decided to sneak away back into the elevator to go back to my family. When the elevator doors opened there were a group of kids of all ages stuck in there claiming that the security guard had forced them too to go up to the 35th floor. When I pressed the button to close the elevator doors the security guard came running with his gun pointing directly at me. At this point of my dream I woke up and that's all I can remember. My interpretation of my dream is the guilt I have inside of me for keeping a secret from my mother that I have a boyfriend . I think my brother was in my dream mainly because he knows of my boyfriend and has yet to tell my mother. I had a dentist appointment the morning after my dream which is probably why I dreamtThis was the first night that I actually sat down to think about what every aspect of my dream was about. It started with my mother, brother, and I walking into the local medical center. We were waiting in the lobby of the dental section of the building when my mom noticed two young children. They appeared to be of the age 5-6, a boy and girl, that were acting as if they were a grown couple. I felt confused when I saw them hugging, holding hands, and kissing. My mother then started to comment on how disgusted she was and said "Children are never to be allowed to be in relationships." I felt the room closing in on me while I began to feel embarrassed and ashamed of my mothers beliefs. A security guard went up to the young kids and pulled them apart and pointing at me afterwards, he wanted me to follow him. My conscious was telling me to stay behind but I couldn't physically stop myself from getting into the elevator. Floors 1-6 were marked down in the elevator then suddenly there was a 35th floor, that's where we got off. The security guard told me we were on the foster care unit of the building and that I had to be his witness of what happened between the two kids. I felt very uncomfortable and anxious so I decided to sneak away back into the elevator to go back to my family. When the elevator doors opened there were a group of kids of all ages stuck in there claiming that the security guard had forced them too to go up to the 35th floor. When I pressed the button to close the elevator doors the security guard came running with his gun pointing directly at me. At this point of my dream I woke up and that's all I can remember. My interpretation of my dream is the guilt I have inside of me for keeping a secret from my mother that I have a boyfriend . I think my brother was in my dream mainly because he knows of my boyfriend and has yet to tell my mother. I had a dentist appointment the morning after my dream which is probably why I dreamt about it because I was trying to remind myself to call the office to see what time was my appointment. The two young kids probably symbolized the innocence that my mother thinks and hopes I am. The security guard probably symbolizes the fact that I'm keeping a secret away from my mother. I'm trying to protect her like a guard from the truth by keeping it to myself, while the gun means that the day she finds out she'll be emotionally hurt which I realize now. about it because I was trying to remind myself to call the office to see what time was my appointment. The two young kids probably symbolized the innocence that my mother thinks and hopes I am. The security guard probably symbolizes the fact that I'm keeping a secret away from my mother. I'm trying to protect her like a guard from the truth by keeping it to myself, while the gun means that the day she finds out she'll be emotionally hurt which I realize now.

It was in a mansion..or at least, a very large house. There was a fight; I don't know what we were fighting about. It was me and a group of around 5 guys, maybe more, against this woman. None of these people have faces I could remember, neither did the lady. I remember running down the hallway and reaching the room where the guys were fighting in. None of us had guns, only knives (machetes and longer blades). I opened the door and fought with the guys. The woman was fierce. She fought hard. And suddenly, the fight was outside in a large front lawn. All the guys seemed to be on the back ground, in the back of the lawn. I was standing in front of the woman. She had a knife through her lower abdomen, only the handle was sticking out, yet she was still moving. We engaged in hand-to-hand combat, until she brought out a knife. It was a tanto point, quite long, like a dagger. She stabbed at my side, and I remember seeing the blade miss my body by inches. I had a serrated blade, and I cut her and tried to stab her back, but it was impossible. The blade would never go through. It would cut, but barely, like she was made of a harder material. When she fell down, I stumbled back and backed away from her. I didn't get it. She had a knife through her body and was still moving. She picked up a knife that was laying on the floor and threw it..aiming at me. I dodged and it missed. She kept trying to hit me with a knife. Suddenly, I noticed one of the guys next to me and trying to get me away. She threw the knife and we dodged. Then, she had a bow and arrows. She shot 2 arrows and they missed narrowly. In the dream, I told myself it wasn't true, it wasn't true. I didn't believe myself, but I managed to wake up.

I dreamed that I was with many of my old friends in my house and we were all hanging out, but I grew so sad because there was this haunting emptiness in everything we did. They were all laughing, and it would seem they were enjoying themselves, but we were not close anymore. We didn't even know each other. All the memories of how we stopped being friends and why came pouring into my head. Then one of my friends completely ignored this girl he use to be in love with and took these two random women into my brothers bedroom proclaiming, "I'm going to get some" He closed the bedroom door, then I went in after them to tell them not to do that, and they all had their shirts off but this weird red and sparkling covering so that I could not see anything. I told the girls to leave and tried to explain to my friend why he couldn't do that. Still, all the memories of why they were no longer my friends came rushing in, and when I tried to tell him, I started to cry, so I stopped speaking to hold back my tears. The background switched to this house where many of my old friends were including many children. They were all just talking and enjoying themselves, but then I got this feeling that there was a a man outside and he was going to kill someone. I looked outside and sure enough there was a man in a car with a shotgun pointing it at the window. Now this house had multiple windows. I quickly let everyone know and told all the children to get on the ground and stay away from the windows. None of the adults were paying attention, so then after a while I told them to get on the ground and everyone did. This guy was after one person in specific though I do not know why. I got all the children and got them out the back door, when I did this, my dog came up to me. But then I heard the man in the house, so I ran into the bathroom, but he found me. He starred at me and would not let me close the door. He pointed his gun at me, but then realized it wasn't loaded, so he pretty much gave it to me. I pointed the gun at him to defend myself, then he said, "You can't shoot me." So I took the gun and knocked him on the head and he fell to the ground. I ran outside to find my dog, and I called him to follow me. I went to the backyard of my neighbors house trying to get away but the man was close behind. When I got to the yard and hid, the man called my dog and tried to get him away from me. But everything in me did not want my dog to go, I kept calling him and holding him close begging him not to listen to the man. Then the man brought out the raw meat and my dog ran over to him and ate it all. The man was smiling and he said something to me that I don't remember. Then my dog leaped over the fence and went with him. I was so sad. Then I woke up. Two days ago, I had a different dream about a different dog, that I was trying to save cuz it was hurt, and it went with me, but at the end of my dream it tried to leave me, and I held on to it and everything in me did not want the dog to go. It was the same feeling I had as in my other dream.

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