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I dreamt that i got off the buss at a buss stop. then i remebered i forgot my wallet on the buss. The bus was now on the farry going over the ocea. i ran on it and talked to the man in charge telling him i forgot my wallet. the boat started going and i was on it. the man couldt give me the wallet yet for some reason. suddently i was in the big dark blue ocean. i tried to keep my head above whater but i kept sinking. when i tried to swim i would just go further down. the man on the boat was looking at my and screaming for me. i stayed calm with no real worries. suddently again i was home. then the man from the boat came to my house with my wallet, he also gave me a pizza and something else. my sister asked why and i said it was because i almost drowned like i didnt care and like it was nothing, and like i was irritated at her for worrying and freaking out. im like whatever forget it, its no big deal. what can this mean?

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Some how my mom broke out of jail, to move to Arkansas with me, frank, and a white couple. Something went wrong with going, my mom decided to have a shoot out with the police in turn being shot in her chest and killing the officers, as my mother lay dying I tell Terri to shoot me in my upper back near my heart however the bullet went in to the left and came out on the right just under my tit. Terri and I were in 7-11 some how. We managed to make it to an apartment back to my mom that was not dead at all, I asked her how she was feeling, she replied "I'm at a place when I am okay with whatever happens" I say even dying? She laid her head on the floor and closed her eyes and continued to breathe, I called the police to get us help but nothing came and we were down the street from the police station :( I woke up with the same burn I felt in my chest with being shot. As I'm laying here wondering what it all means I feel sad inside, because I think this is telling me that I feel guilty about something concerning her. Then again I can feel happy in knowing that regardless of how long help took, we keep living through the pain.

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I was with a group of friends. We were in a rustic world. The world was of superstition, rogues, and canvas clothes, dirt ‘roads, donkeys and mules that carried goods, and roman soldiers. We were dirty and dusty and talking and mingling when we saw the sentries carting these enormous carts that resembled hay carts only bigger. They were covered in coarse dirty canvas and bound with ropes. We were undoubtedly curios so we followed them for a distance before turning into an abandoned side street where we notice d a huge wooden garden gate that towered about three times as tall as any grown man. It was locked and it seemed like there was a piece of the city hidden behind it and we could find no other entrance nor remember ever having seen this peculiarity once in our lives before. Being the hotheaded adventure seekers we were, we scaled the gate and landed behind it. All we saw was more stucco walls that we assumed was housing and a long open dirty road without any vendors or stalls or donkeys. The only thing we saw in the distance was the form of what appeared to be a misshapen babe. We decided to walk around and try to find the people that lived there but happened upon the babe sooner than we expected. Much to our surprise the sitting babe was nearly as tall as we were and it’s dancing sister who would normally look no older than two or three years loomed a few feet above us. We stared with our mouths agape as we tried to comprehend what we saw. Then we heard it. Rumbling footsteps that undoubtedly belonged to the parent of these abnormal children. Not wanting to meet whatever conceived such anomalies we darted for the gate but found it nearly impossible to scale. We alsotried squeezing through the nonexistent gaps in the slating and near the ground while we cursed ourselves for our rash stupidity. The creature that rounded the corner was huge. But considering that we were all too busy dodging its blows and scrambling to find our way out we had no idea what gender it may have been and whether or not it appeared human. I am still unable to describe how we managed to escape the nether side of the wooden garden gate, but thankfully we did. I do remember watching the solders finish unloading these gigantic canvas wrapped burdens from the huge carts. Donning dirty, abandoned doctors robes my friends and I approached the sentries with an air of confidence. One sentry led us over to the hills that he promptly ordered to be be uncovered for us only ( I may not have mentioned but this huge square was devoid of all but the solders and ourselves). They cut the ropes and the canvas falls and there are several Giant’s carcasses. Some of their bodies look mutilated, burned, and others are just bloody. My friends and I gather our bearings and try to look as professional as possible as we study the bodies. We then walk over to the most mutilated and damaged carcass in order to more closely observes how they killed these creatures (our experience form earlier that day still fresh in our minds.) The solder then asks for my opinion on the body and I scramble mentally for a response as I quickly survey the corpse. I then notice something odd about a bone in the back of the Giant’s hand and I pull it out gently. On a random impulse, I slde the bone into my own hand. Suddenly the carcass becomes animate as it mirrors my movements. I then wake up. What did this mean?

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The past few nights ive been having an on going dream.. And i need some insight on what it might be telling me. Basically. I was out partying down in bricktown, bar hopping. I appernitly! I ran into Logan's little brother Ryan at one of the bars. So he was 21 by then.. I was to drunk too drive. Ryan was in town was staying at a hotel and told me I could bunk with him for the night. So he texted logan like it was me. He was fine with it. I think you were in town and the kids were out staying with friends or something so logan was doing whatever he was doing. My dream was so detailed it felt real. Well. I guess ryan wanted too keep an eye on me so i sobered up a bit and we drank together and chilled. Well at the end of my dream things became a blur.. Right before i woke up.. I woke up in my dream naked.. And when I woke ryan was in a towel fresh out of the shower saying. I think we should talk.. And i woke up.

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I was on a balcony overlooking the city. Luis, his father and I were looking at a map or a blueprint of some sort. It was windy. I heard and sensed an explosion. When I looked towards the city i saw what looked like a volcano erupting. I couldn't believe my eyes as I knew this was in the middle of the city and unless this was a sink-hole of some sort it couldn't be possible. The firey eruptions turned into a huge explosion and a rumble underneath the earth that raised the earth and everything on it as it made a straight line towards the building that we were on. Once it hit underneath us, it shook us all, like an earthquake. The reason it had come straight at us is because we were on a leigh line of some kind and whatever we were doing with that map/blueprint was was of great importance energetically.

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