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I traveled home as i usually do every year I went to see some of my cousins so as i got in the house where they were i seen cousins I had never seen before i introduced my self and embraced them and they embraced me I met one cousin that was from the marines he said he were from the seaboard and there were one cousin who hugged me so tight that I couldn't get a loose from, the I looked over on the wall at the clock and the time was around about 720pm so I said to my boyfriend is it not time to leave so we can get the tickets to the matinee, so someone spoke out and said to me you can get them at the door. then I went to my room and began to clean up so i started sweeping trash with my broom then i began to throw this old trunk away that I had had along time even suitcase with old clothes in them but as I was finishing cleaning my boyfriend whom I don't in my real life came in with a red short suit on and the shirt opened up and I had a dress opened un battened down so he said let me see what you got under there so I moved out of his way but i felt so much goodness from this boyfriend .

I was in this house I never seen before. Me and two of my friends were in the basement of the house staying there for a week. We were all asleep when we awoke to some loud banging. We looked around the basement room and there was a spirit digging through our stuff. It noticed us awake and starting throwing things at us and then came after us to attack. We quickly ran up the stairs to get out of the basement. Time seemed to skip forward. We realized we forgot all our stuff down in the basement so me and one of my friends decided to make our way down there to get it. When we went down the stairs we noticed in one corner everything started falling apart. We went to the room we had been staying in and all our stuff was destroyed. We started to hear scratches and thumps so we quickly decided to go back upstairs. When we were going up we saw that the stairs were starting to fall apart. Later someone showed up and we decided to go down to the basement once again to make peace with the ghost. We went down there and everything was almost completely destroyed. We walked around to find the ghost and then we decided if we didn't leave we wouldn't be able to get up the stairs. We made our way back up the stairs and as we did I saw a floating match make it's way to a tank of gasoline. Suddenly I was alone so I sprinted up the stairs and made my way outside. The house blew up once I was out.

At a party. it was a big party at a grand venue or mansion, the kind where rich people would have a wedding. it was for randy and i. I think maybe my parents arranged it. everyone i've ever known was there. family, friends, co workers, even people i barely knew. Randy wasn't there because i didn't tell him about it because we agreed not to hang out that night, and i figured he wouldn't be into it, and i kind of wasn't either. i started to feel a little guilty that he wasn't there, but i figured it would be fine. i got really, super drunk off white wine and stumbled my way through a sea of random women i didn't know, one which i thought was my old friend/co worker heather hill. but it wasn't. they rearragned the furniture before sitting and i remember drunenly stumbling through them and maing some joke about feng shui. then i went downstairs, i had been hanging out on the roof, but it was like a chill apartment building roof. when i got in the elevator, randy was there. i was surprised to see him and asked why he was even there. he was offended and was like of course i'm here, and he was pissed i was drunk. he had his guitar and said he had to go perform. i followed him, drunk and upset, spilling my wine everywhere begging him to not be mad and confused as to why he was. the venue was decorated beautifully. there were deep red decorations everywhere, against a stark white backdrop. tall ceilings, big windows. red hearts, red roses. there was also punk rock decorations, black and spikes and studs. i followed randy outside but lost him. there was a sea of people. it was a huge expansive outdoor area, like what i imagine a country club to be like. there was a little lake with a long dock, and a gazebo, all white. i wandered through the crowds, looked aaround, there were hundreds of people everywhere and i couldn't find randy. eventually i went back inside and down a hallway and he was sucked behind a door. when i found him he seemed unsurprised. behind the door was a world renowed barber shop where he had just gotten his hair cut. he had a black mohawk and it looked amazing. it was stick straight and shiny with red in it, and studs. and it had some clipper work leading from it onto his head. not sure of the design, but it was piecy like leopard print or just a geometrical design. he also had a rat tail from the mohawk with silver accents. it looked amazing. he was putting his shirt back on and he looked at me matter of fact and solemn and just said "i don't think this really has to do with you being drunk" he was implying that we had nothing in common. he said "do you want to just call it quits and leave it at that?" basically like, we gave it the old college try but it just ain't working. my heart immediately sank and i wanted to beg and cry. i woke up crying

In my dream I was the head of an ancient order of tantric monks. Our order had perfected extremely advanced sexual techniques that allowed us to transcend the physical limitations of time and space. Many of these techniques utilized semenancy - and as a result most of the monks were constantly experimenting with supplements to increase the volume of the semen they were capable of ejaculating. Somehow these supplements were genetically modified by evil oligarchs in such as way as to increase seminal volume several thousand times beyond the maximum sought by semenancy practitioners. As a result many monks were rocketed into earth orbit by the force of their own ejaculations. My dream ended just as I was about to interpret a particularly fascinating semen splatter pattern on the face of one of our young temple prostitutes. It was very frustrating as it seemed like the meaning of everything was about to be revealed just before I woke up. But that's a spurt scrying dream for you....

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I had a dream that I was kidnapped once. The kidnapper had locked me in a room before setting the whole house on fire. I had no way of getting out. There was one window and it had bars over it preventing me from any escape. The fire started to come into the room and came in what seemed like an arc motion before my back was up against the one window and I was starting to get burnt as the fire got closer. Suddenly the bars of the window disappeared and I fell backwards onto the ground outside and I passed out.

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