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Collecting several mice, and putting them in a broken cage. The mice keep trying to escape, but can't. Friends give me golden tolkens for an overpriced bookstore. An antique graphic novel of a videogame has moving illustrations in the middle of the book. A famous author uses a paint brush to sign the first page of the book. Black blood flows backwards out of the paint brush, and it leaks out of the top of the book. The cashier hands me a bowl of icecream cake.

I dreamed my boyfriend and i were living together in a house and this beautiful girl came and stayed in one of the rooms well i watched them day to day and noticed he would stay clear of her so one day i told him i was leaving but i didnt i stayed and estoyedr walk past and she pulled down her shorts and panties showing him her***** i rushed in the house and said are you serious? he looked at me and then they started kissing i grabbed her they still kept kissing him and i started talking but he still kept grabbing her and pulling her closer and then ii hit him but he still stayed in the room with her gsthen one day i told him i was leaving but i didnt and i watched hism

I was sitting at a desk talking to a unknown black man with dreadlocks about a job I platted his hair. I left the room went outside I had on red panties and a t-shirt and was not embarrassed. I ran from a crowd of people that was drinking champagne. I ran around a wooden fence that had a hole in it. Onc I got around the fence all of my family was in a field. My brother was playing with a football with my nephew and my sister was complaining to my dad about his behavior. My uncle was talking to someone.

: I'm Jewish but some reason I was at a Christian revival camp and they were crazy so I made fun of Jesus cause I knew one the ladies was crazy she started mumbling and I was laughing but then she started rising in the air still mumbling about Jesus I said something about not wanting to look at her face before she started rising and I said it was funny and she said yeah it's funny really funny and she hung herself right over me and blood from her face dripped onto my lap I was horrified I don't understand what this dream could mean

I often dream vivid dreams. Last night I was swimming in the ocean, alone, far from shore but with it still in sight. In the distance, a jet came into view. The closer it came to me, the more I could see that it was going to crash. Out of control, the jet ambled towards me. I had nowhere to go, no way to escape. I felt certain it was going to attempt a water landing with me in its path. I was left only to pray, and watch. It came closer and closer. Flying low, I dove underwater as it approached, fighting to go deeper. The plane squealed loudly as it skimmed the surface of the water above me. I could look up and see its belly scratching and clawing the surface above. The sound was deafening, a collective terrorizing shout of fear of the hundreds of nameless faces inside I could not see. As the plane skid past me, and with my lungs empty and crying for air, I fought with every muscle in my body aching to break back to the top and breathe again. I made it just in time, looking over my shoulder with weak but effusive pants just in time to see the plane bellow into the giant beachside hotel buildings, destroying them on impact with a deafening blow that echoed for miles. The anticipated explosion followed. I spent the next few minutes back underwater hiding and looking up as debris fell and tattered my surroundings forming a blanket that sought to drown me. Treading water moments later, the once peaceful ocean was littered and trashed with fiery scraps of metal, junk and torn body parts. I rescued a drowning boy and his sister. They were maybe five. Twins. Crawling onto the beach with the boy and the girl on my back, wringing to my neck, I laid them down. They were alive, whoever they were. I woke up.

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