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I had a fucking wack dream where i murdered the joker and tried to become the new joker and there was a police chase through a series of tunnels but then i escaped and started driving away but like 200 miles later or something, i was trying to get to the border, i crashed into an oil -- distillery? i dont know what they're called. And the owners were like you need to pay us a million dollars or give us your insurance shit and i was like oh no im a wanted criminal, there is literally-- im on the national news and the only reason they dont know me is because this is a hick town, and there was a fair in town and my partner in crime idk who they were just suggested something like "if you win it all from fair prizes you dont need to produce a license to get a job :)" and so we started trying to win money, first at an eating contest, but we passed an ad for a five mile run where the top time was 10 minutes for five miles and i was like "oh no they had a speedster who's holding back, or some kind of super soldier-- if they know who i am--" then i woke up

In my dream my brother and I were on our way to a professional wrestling match when we were pulled over by the cops. The police asked for our IDs and asked where we were going tonight and when we said professional wrestling match this is what he told us: ""Professional Wrestling" is considered one of the most successful efforts of the Extreme Perversity Normalization Initiative's "Closet Project". Professional Wrestling was designed by Illuminati meme artists and psychologists to accomplish three primary aims: 1) To serve as a simple means of screening the public for propensity to extreme gullibility - a trait highly desired by the Illuminati and one cultivated through eugenics programs. 2) To encourage public acceptance of suspension of disbelief and critical thinking as vast numbers of people invested emotional attachment in contests they knew rationally were predetermined and staged. 3) To promote a culture of hypermasculine homoeroticism of a type designed to appeal primarily to aggressive young males in denial about their own homosexual impulses. All EPNI "wrestling" features an emphasis on exaggerated masculinity, fetishistic focus on the male physique, extensive use of sweat/body oils, and promotions of polyamorous homosexual BDSM rituals involving "tag teams" and "submission"

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.

I dreamt I was at my married boyfriend 's home and his wife walked in and I was scared but she came to me and gave me a hug and went about doing her own thing in the house. My boyfriend went to her trying to speak to her but she was very annoyed with him. I wanted to leave but for some reason I was still there. He didn't come to me not that I remember that part, my eyes were fixed on his wife. This is not the first time I dreamt of this type of scenario. What gets me is that each time in the dream I tell him that she's about to catch us he doesn't flinch.

I’m trying to walk in a big city but all the buildings are moving around and changing into all sorts of shapes so I can’t go anywhere. While this is happening, I can feel myself tossing and turning in my bad to try and escape the dream but I just can't open my eyes. I keep tossing and turning but I’m going nowhere in my dream and I still can’t open my eyes and I start to cry. I can hear myself crying and can feel the tears streaming down my face but I still can’t get out of this dream. This goes on for quite a while until I finally get my eyes open and I sit up, still crying.

Dreamed I was trying to get home on a rusty old bike. I don't remember feeling uncertain, only that it was going to take me awhile. Suddenly I saw two dogs come towards me. They stopped and when they did I turned to see some giant animal with it's anus sticking out at me. I realized it was going to spray shit right on me. Taken aback I said, "really?". Like, this is absurd. That's when I saw that people were watching and getting enjoyment out of what was sure to be a very bad experience for me. Suddenly what I think is a giant snail appears, and I quickly climb underneath it just before the other animal releases itself. I don't remember anyt

I walk towards the entrance of a forest. It has a raised mud wall (waist-high) on either side leading up into the forest, like a pathway, and looks as though a gate should be there. Sitting right at the 'entrance' is an old, dishevelled and unshaven man behind a large desk. I approach and greet him, then drift past him, walking along the mud walls, when I see two corpses and two dead dogs lying along it. The men are in a late stage of decomposing. The dogs are lying on their backs with their legs thrown up in the air as though they have been electrocuted. Immediately, I suspect the 'gatekeeper' of their murder. I turn and ask him whether he killed them, both men and dogs, and he says that no, this is how he found them upon arriving there at dawn. I tell him that we can't leave them here this way as it's too disturbing a sight and suggest we put them away. We wrap each corpse in black bin-liners and I help him carry the dogs to some shrubs, but I tell him I feel too disgusted to carry the men, as they are humans

I’m trying to walk in a big city but all the buildings are moving around and changing into all sorts of shapes so I can’t go anywhere. While this is happening, I can feel myself tossing and turning in my bad to try and escape the dream but I just can’t open my eyes. I keep tossing and turning but I’m going nowhere in my dream and I still can’t open my eyes and I start to cry. I can hear myself crying and can feel the tears streaming down my face but I still can’t get out of this dream. This goes on for quite a while until I finally get my eyes open and I sit up, still crying.

I dreamed I was in a cage with a bear (dark brownish black) I was afraid he was going to hurt me, (it was some kind of Job). He was lay around and than may get up and roar or stand up on two hind legs. Someone was with me, they were small meaning not significate but present. I kept telling people he was going to hurt, they kept say no his isn't, it will be okay, I wrestled with it most of the night I have never dreamed about a bear. I have worn a gold bear necklace symbolizing me as the mother bear over his cubs, I wore a smaller necklace with three baby bears as a symbol of my three children I usually do not dream I recently lost the love of my life, he died 9/9,I have been in deep weeping

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