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I was the head of an ancient order of tantric monks. Our order had perfected extremely advanced sexual techniques that allowed us to transcend physical limitations of time and space. Many of these techniques utilized semenancy - and as a result most of the monks were constantly experimenting with supplements to increase the volume of the semen they were capable of ejaculating. Somehow these supplements were genetically modified by Elon Musk in such as way as to increase seminal volume several thousand times beyond the maximum sought by semenancy practitioners. As a result many monks were rocketed into earth orbit by the force of their own ejaculations. My dream ended just as I was about to interpret a particularly fascinating semen splatter pattern on the face of one of our young temple prostitutes. It was very frustrating as it seemed like the meaning of everything was about to be revealed just before I woke up.

The computer keyboard is so dusty I can’t clearly see the letters on the keys. I’m not a good touch typist, so I need to see those keys. I wipe the dust away, but it just keeps getting thicker and thicker. I try to type anyway, but I hit the wrong keys and have to keep hunting for the backspace key. I’m frustrated because I have to write. As I frantically wipe away at the dust it gets thicker and darker until my keyboard is covered in the rich, dark, grass-flecked dirt of my flower beds. I keep trying to dig through the dirt and type, but the dirt gets deeper and deeper. I can’t see my keyboard at all, but I dig and paw at the dirt, trying to find it.

I was in a room I have never been in before, I looked around only one time. All I remember is a chimney in front of me, coming out of the wall a shelf going around the chimney about standing height. The shelf went all the way around the room, the shelf had an arrangement of crosses and biblical symbols and books across the shelves. I was taking picture frames out of a box. All of which had either Jesus or holy scripture written all over them, and each one I tore off a piece of paper from the back of the picture frames. I got to the 5th picture and it was just Jesus praying, and my oldest sister came into the room, I couldn’t see her, and she started reading satanic scripture. Something like “oh unholy god come forth and bless thee, his tainted soul has prohibited us for long enough.” She continued speaking scripture for at least 5 minutes. I didn’t even turn around I just held the picture of Jesus praying. I looked up at what was a symbol, and it started bleeding from the wall. Just as that happened my oldest sister finished reading the scripture with “oh great one, come and bless us with your hands, reach out and grab him from our lives.” Just as she finished I felt a hand grab my head and pull me back, I woke up from my dream instantly with goosebumps starting at my head and running down my body as I watch my door close in front of me and a dark figure stand right behind my book bag hung up on the door. The figure just stood their whispering something and when I tried to get closer to listen it screamed at me “get back you unholy beast!” I jolted back seeing its face for a second. It wasn’t human at all, with long dark black crimson horns protruding from its skull. With a face that I saw in a dream when I was 11. I had this exact dream when I was 11 as well and again when I was 13. This is the third time happening and it’s been 4 years from than. Only this time it materialized so I could see it. Just as I was writing this a blank phone call came through my house phone.

In my dream we were at church and pastor called for us to testify and the spirit came on me and I started speaking in tongues and it was great except then I realized I was actually speaking English and just reciting random stuff about dreams. Everyone was staring at me and laughing and pastor banished me When I woke up I remembered a few phrases of what I'd been saying and googled them and found I'd been repeating dreams from this site! It's really freaked me out....what's going on????

The first thing I remember from the dream was I was walking down an old paved road with my sister Caitlin. On the right of the paved road was a very large river. The landscape looked like something out of the video game Skyrim but more realistic. As we were walking we came upon a dirt mound in the middle of the paved road. We avoided walking over it and when I asked my sister Caitlin what it was and she told me it was her dead father. Then both of us continued to walk without saying a word. We finally stopped at a part of the river that was more shallow than the rest of it. In the water were another two of my sisters Carissa and Hallie. I got into the water and it was about waist high. We conversed for a little while (I don’t remember what was being said). Something moved in the water and I asked them what it was. They told me it was an alligator. I think I caught a glimpse of it. I asked them if we should get out and they told me it was fine. I was starting to get nervous. Suddenly without warning the sky turned dark and the clouds started to swirl. I then started being thrown about in the water and felt pain in my leg. I was being pulled under and I couldn’t breathe. I was screaming for my sister to help me as they just stood and watched me get killed by the alligator.

I go to school like normal jamming to ACDC specific song thunderstruck but when I get to the school I park the car in a way different spot then I usually park. I park way in the back and I go back in everytime. So I start walking into school and right when I hit the sidewalk I look behind me and there is a car and they start shooting just randomly at the school so I start running inside. I walk inside the school and some people are dead already but there is like nobody in the school. The lights are out except like the red ones on top and like the exit signs. I try to run through the school like in and out to get away but I can’t leave the school like all the doors are all locked.

I was sleeping and then a guy came into my room and cut my head off. I was fine because I then was able to call my parents and then we went on a car chase to get my head back. So there I was sitting in the back seat of the car, headless ( knew I was headless because I could see myself in my dream, but not my head, typically in dreams your perspective is still from your own eyes.) Then we eventually got my head back and I just popped it back on like it was nothing.

Generally I am on some kind of tram or bus. I am traveling along with some textbooks and notebooks. Usually I have a backpack but sometimes I am just carrying the books in my arms. Anyway, eventually someone I know gets on the bus. It is finals or midterms week and I have no doubt been up most of the night. The person asks if I am ready for the test in (and then he/she names a subject). I freak out and say I am not in that class! I then realized I either had never been aware I had that class or I hadn’t been there since the 1st week and forgot to return or forgot to drop the class. Anyway I break out in a cold sweat and ask to borrow his/her notes and start cramming as fast as I can. I realize that the final covers the whole semester and is worth about 80% of the class. I also realize I must pass this class in order to get to remain in school…then I awaken

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