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Is raining, there is a hill/mountain, is a field full of vegetables and fruits, farming. already growing. then i was on a bus, it was raining out side of the bus. the bus stopped and a friend got off but he got of first and went in through another door but we were heading to the same place, but he got off first, then the bus went through a double gated door, black metal door, once we went in the building complex i see my friend walk from the left side of and he joined me. i go into some what of a mall or building but once i go in it seem like it was another world. it all changed like if we were on a soccer field, there was a game. i was part of one of the teams, one of the teams , the other team, the opposite team, were short a player and one of there players was playing on a wheel chair. the game started and i was running power forward up and down the field. in one of those play, i ran forward towards the other side of the field while the ball is in the air and while is running a sword come from the sky while i am holding my left hand up high it land on my hand, and i keep running because the ball is still in the air and i need to catch the ball. but the guy in the wheel chair get off the chair and pushes me aggressively and i remember that as i got closer i slowed down because i did not want to hurt him, but he could get the ball and the ball landed on the ground then i said time out. and i was complaining about him coming at me to aggressive so then he says i cant have a sword so i said so he cant have a chair if when the ball is coming to him and he's going to get up and play like if he is not injured and is perfectly fine, enough to get up the chair and push me very aggressive like any other player would, so i say as long as he has a wheel chair ill have a sword. and then i woke up

A night or two ago I had this dream that I kissed this guy I had thought I had lost feelings for. It was sweet and even in the dream I felt like it was real and even woke up questioning the validity even though the rest of the dream was absurd. I had not fallen asleep thinking about him and actually have been doing great with my ex. The thing that gets me is this dream felt so real and amazing. We even acted perfectly like we would in real life which is also rare for me because my dreams normally just skip to the point. The whole thing happened because he tried to eat the last red jelly bean and we always goof off with each other. Another thing is I have had a recurring dream about the same guy for months and it is another one that I would swear is real and it is just different from my other dreams. It is like a lucid dream but one where I am awake and not to where I can control other people.

So last night I had a dream that made me so happy. There's a girl at my school who I have a huge crush on. We talk and I sometimes flirt with her. She's really cool. Well last night I had a dream that one of her friends was talking to her and told her I wanted to take her to homecoming and have her become my girlfriend . The girl I like immediately came up to me and said she wants a long lasting relationship with me and what am I waiting for. So now we're dating. And we're falling in love. We never leave eachothers side. And everyone was telling us how perfect we are. She started telling me she loves me. She said she wanted to have kids together. And then I woke up. Please interpret my dream for me. I really want to know what It means.

This next dream I was traveling with family and friends. It was as if we were on a cruise ship, but I'm not certain. I went up a few floors to an office area, so I could make xerox copies of something without having to pay for it. I was trying to be very discreet about this, and yet, I was making a lot of copies too. At one point, I recall peeking in to see what number had just printed, and it was at 64, 65, 66, 67, 68 then I looked away again It was during the day, people about and such. Yet, there I was standing at the desk making the copies. I remember the machine sort of had a problem, and the copies were getting all tangled up--and I was again discreetly trying to arrange them. They were not misprinted just popping out of the machine so fast and going every which way, rather then being neatly piled up on the sheet before it. I needed it in order, so, I was trying to fix them as they came out of the machine without drawing a lot of attention to myself. At one point, my father appeared to me, (he is deceased, but in the dream was not). He was just checking on me to see if all was okay. I assured him all was, and he left to go find my mother and sister. Then, a bit later, my friend ,(also deceased), also came in to see what I was doing. Apparently I was up there at the copier for awhile. I had apparently missed breakfast and this friend of mine brought some muffins to eat. At that point, the copying I had to do was done, and I was gathering it all together and putting it in some sort of manageable order so I could get out before being found out. However, I also recall sitting on top of this desk and reaching into the paper bag to get a muffin. there were muffins, and long italian breads and such inside here-so more hten muffins. I also recall telling my friend that I really shouldn't eat these, as I'm not suppose to, but handed her a muffin and I think I took one out for myself, all the while we were giggling. Another weird part of this dream is that while I felt like the copier was on a desk--when I was finished, it was actually an old dresser that I own, and it was inside one of the drawers. But, that was not 'odd' at all in this dream. It seemed perfectly natural to me and my friend. We were not really inside a room, but like in a large opening, with other doors (to offices?) all around it. People were coming and going, but not paying me much mind.

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

I ASKED FOR A REASON TO CARRY ON LIVING, I AM DRAWN TO A PATCH OF NETTLES, THAT JUST PART AS I APPROACH REVEALING A TRAPDOOR,I GO DOWN SOME STEPS, THERE IS A CORRIDOR WITH WITH COBRAS SITTING ON STONE BLOCKS EACH SIDE , EACH ONE HAS A CROWN WITH A PEARL. THEY BOW THEIR HEADS TO THE GROUND AS I WALK PAST THEM, LIFTING THEM BACK UP ONCE I HAVE PASSED. AT THE END OF THE CORRIDOR THERE IS A GIANT COBRA WITH A GIANT CROWN AND A GIANT PEARL, I BOW MY HEAD AS THE GIANT COBRA BOWS HIS, I FEEL A WEIGHT UPON MY HEAD, I RAISE MY HEAD AND THE CROWN IS NW UPON MY HEAD, SHRUNKEN TO A PERFECT FIT, THE GIANT COBRA STAYS WITH HIS HEAD BOWED, I WALK BACK THROUGH THE CORRIDOR, THERE ARE GEMS ON THE FLOOR WHICH I KNOW I MUST NOT STOP TO GAZE UPON. THE SMALLER COBRAS BOW AS I PASS AS BEFORE, THE GIANT COBRA KEEPS HIS HEAD BOWED UNTIL I EXIT THE TRAPDOOR.

The second dream was that we were walking and some black guys in 2 long cars pulled up and started asking us questions and you said that they were trying to rob us so you told me to start moving faster. Then you put me in between you and the cars like you were hiding behind me. Then you grabbed my hand and took off running so fast that I just kinda flew behind you like a kite. Then the robbers caught up to us in between some houses with some other people they were trying to rob. The cornered me and asked for the money in my purse and I was debating on what to give them so they shot me in my right foot. Eventually they let us go. In the dream I told one of the guys that his lips would be perfect for beat boxing

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