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Hi, I had this dream that I strongly feel holds a message, but I cannot tell what it is. I suddenly found myself by the wayside, and there were two stands where snacks were being sold. One of the traders was young and his snacks looked clean and attractive (flower-based snacks, but I cannot tell what it was). The young man was waiting for me to approach him. The other trader, a very old, untidy person, selling dirty-looking snacks just lay down by his tray, sleeping. I cannot even remember if it was a man or woman. I turned down the young trader, and walked towards the old, sleeping trader's stand. I remember judging in the dream that the old trader's snacks would be better. Although the snacks looked uninviting, he's was better, since he looked older, his snacks would bring me long life as it had brought him. I dropped the money by his side while he lay asleep, and picked up the snack, and started crunching. I turned facing the opposite end of the road, and realized there were even more clean snacks, and familiar ones, whose types I could tell. But it was too late to change my mind, since I had already started eating. While I was eating, the young trader came over to me,and asked what I had done. When I explained that I had paid for the snack even though the man was asleep, he quickly alerted me that those were not snacks I was eating for food, but medicine, giving the impression that it would cause me harm. Stunned, i stopped eating, and the young man bent me over, and with his mouth, blew air by the side of my diaphragm, just by the side of my right lungs. It was as if the medicine had created a hole by my side, and he was asking me if I was feeling cold around the area, as he kept blowing. I quickly realized in my dream that the snack had actually hurt me. The old man remained asleep and did not know what was going on. And in the panic, I woke up. What could all these possibly mean? Thanks, waiting for your reply. Unimke Ugi

I'm at a friends house, preparing a small surprise party for another friend arriving from abroad (for some reason, I think they're coming from Poland). I'm grating cheese onto a plate when one of my friends starts using a hairdryer or fan and the grated cheese blows off the plate. We become angry with each other and then everyone in the room starts arguing (I think there's 5 of us). I leave by the back door. I'm in my local village and both sides of the road are lined with severely damaged cars, damaged by other cars driven by people who are infected (I think). I start noticing that the people around me are acting strange, like they're feral. A man walks up to me (not feral) and touches my arm, he's lost and confused. He sees a woman and says "It's you. you've done this". Then there is darkness. We have fallen and he's landed on top of me (I can feel my breasts pressed to his chest) but it doesn't feel sexual. Then I am looking through his eyes (this is interchangeable, sometimes I'm in my head, sometimes in his). Through him I talk to one of his ancestors who tells him they've been searching for him to save them. There is some kind of war going on. Still as him, I'm riding on top of a cart, I jump from it and land on a horse. I slit it's throat. I then flash back to my friends house and I'm in one of my friends heads. She is locked in a closet, feeling confused and acting like the feral people I saw earlier. Someone enters the room and she's scared. Now I'm back behind the mans eyes (I see him as a warrior). Then back to myself. We see each other and feel connected. The war is over. Back to myself in my friends kitchen. I've grated too much cheese and everything is back to normal, no-one remembers anything apart from me and I'm confused. I can remember and I know it happened. I get up and leave through the back door. I want to find the warrior. I wake up.

I am meeting my grandmother's new church. I have a weird feeling about this specific group of people but I leave her with them. My family and I go out to an event, only to hear that my grandmother will be participating in a ceremony in which she will be drowned in order to allow fresh new young individuals to enter her brain and live on. I am upset once I learn she is in a cult and my family and I rush into our cars and race to save my grandmother. I am driving erratically behind my father having a hard time seeing the road. Once we reach the church, mother is on the sidewalk crying. I instantly have a feeling of dread wash over me and I begin to cry erratically and pound on the walls of the church. I race in to see all the people and start yelling at them for allowing such a thing to happen. I start hitting things within the church and run out.

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