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I was in india with my dad and I sitting down and 3 people died 2 sisters and a brother. I was called away and I was seeing my dad trying to catch a miniature giraffe in mud but he couldn't. I tried to help and I caught a baby giraffe that could sit in my had it looked almost like it was meant to live in the water with fins. I washed it and cared for it then all of a sudden it changed into a baby boy so i cared for him and he grew very fast. I saw the 3 dead siblings again and was disgusted that they had not been given a proper burial by their family. I caught a taxi with my new little boy and my son to the shops and beofre i woke the new little boy called me mummy and me and my sons walked away together.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

The deli at the local supermarker started selling live flamingos to keep as pets so I bought one and I rode it to the rain forest where Abe Lincoln told me to go through a trapdoor so I pushed him through and he fell to his death even though he was already dead lol so I jumped through the trapdoor and I went down a rainbow slide and landed in a pool of water that felt like thick air and had no temperature but there were people there who told me that they did not think it wa a very good idea to take a picture of the strawberry ice cream while riding the motor cycle int the pond where the sawdust is open to same-sex marriage but is not open to having drug stores be open on Easter Sunday or 15 days before Flag Day. What does this dream mean?

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