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I had a lucid dream where I knew I was dreaming but had no powers or benefits i wouldn't normally have, just the knowledge I was dreaming. The dream starts off with me entering a 1960's fashioned diner(the kind with black and white checkered patterns and see through boxes in the walls). I encounter two people and think to myself that these two are the closest things I have to real friends. One of them starts complaining about this children's fair 2 blocks down the street and how its so obnoxiously loud, everyone seems to ignore him and I say "Yeah why is the fair only for kids?" I then sat with them and we talk normally but in a sort of fast forward motion. Soon I was degrading myself and beating myself down over this one girl I had a crush on and didn't ask out. I said I was too chicken shit to ask her. The other two kept defending me and saying I wasn't chicken shit or worthless. One of them was about to give me advice on the girl but I woke up before he gave any.

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My dream was weird and so unconnected. The first thing I recall in my dream was that I was walking through the streets, I wasn't alone though. There were other people. As I continued walking, the place started to look a lot familiar to me. It's the street near my university. I started talking to some people, and quite weirdly, I found myself back at the university. Then the scenery changed. I was now back at my high school and answering a test I didn't even know was about. The strange thing about this was the people who were answering the test with me. They were my college blockmates and they were hurriedly answering the test. The next thing I knew, they were all done and hurriedly passed it. I looked at my test paper and realized I wasn't even nearly done answering the test! Then the scene changed once again. I wasn't in the classroom anymore, I was out at the volleyball court in school and my teacher in high school was there. She was collecting the test papers. Moments after, a few of my high school batchmates rushed to me and gave me their papers. I passed them, including my own unfinished paper and then the dream changed again. But I realized in the end that there were papers that I didn't pass. The next part of my dream was an entirely weird scenery. I felt as if I were in this sort of ancient monastery or church. But, I wasn't me though, I was a guy. And I recall I hurriedly dashed for the steps, brushing off my other companions. The steps slowly formed into a spiral staircase made purely of stone. As I ran up the swirlng slight of stairs, I found myself in a gathering. I remember seeing all sorts of people in their habit and knights covered with steal armor. Then a fight began, and I didn't understand why. But people were being pushed to fall from the area that I just came from. I looked to the bottom of the steps, and it creeped me out how they looked endless. Each time a person was thrown out to fall, they seem to splash through and vanish. The next part is where my dream ended and I was already out of that creepy monastery-like place. It appeared to me as if I were in this kind of party and people were all dressed with odd costumes, some even opting to cosplay. The next thing I knew was that people were starting to leave and I was with this guy and I was, for some reason, aroused. So we sort of 'tried' to do it, but he refused to go any further and left me. I was still there on the ground and people were just walking by, not minding me at all like it was perfectly normal. Then came this really beautiful girl who hadn't much to wear. Quite suddenly, she started performing oral sex to me and the next thing I knew was that I climaxed. And that's where I woke up.

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Voilà Monsieur pourquoi votre fille est malade... (à ce niveau elle n'est même plus très vivante)...Au départ journal contestataire... Quasi anarchiste. Des intellectuels de gauche . Puis virage commercial pour survivre... des initiatives socio culturelles comme les célèbres petites annonces de Libé .. Des articles culturels, et de moins en moins scientifiques. Comme Alain Duhamel, de moins en moins percutant. De moins en moins de scoops. dernièrement laisse Le Monde se farcir la corvée du scoop des attaques chimiques en Syrie. la Syrie, la grande absente des colonnes de Libé. Incapable de lire l'Histoire en train de se détruire au proche Orient. Par désintérêt? Libé devenu un Cloud, un terminal des téléscripteurs et dépêches des reporters de terrain. Mais surtout pas à l'initiative journalistique. De la Pub mensonge "Libé vous étonne"... Un journal de confort, il ne faut pas déranger les Fran?ais. On ouvre les commentaires et les basses oeuvres défilent. Merci tout de même de ne pas limiter le nombre de mots des commentaires, Le Monde oblige à être concis et donc censure... Merci à M.Alain Duhamel, même si sa prose et son discours ne sont plus percutants et se fait même moucher trop facilement par les UMP, mais il a réussi à nous éviter les commentaires les plus vulgaires, parmi ces commentaires, ce qui finalement est le plus important. Notre temps est celui du vulgaire, du facile, du clinquant, du cri-insulte, du fric trop vite gagné, de l'indifférence à la douleur d'autrui, il parait même que quand la douleur est trop grande, le cri ne sort plus... Silence.

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