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We are what looks like John and

We are what looks like John and my old house. John isn’t there. It’s dark, there is always spiritual activity here. I have grown accustomed to hearing and feeling it, but I don’t enjoy it. I feel threatened here, and often that the spirits are trying to kill me. Katie and I are sleeping together in an unfamiliar kitchen, on a table. Pulses of energy start to transcend from the walls towards the other side of the house. She is scared, so I hold her hand and tell her that I have done this before, that I know what this is, and that I will keep her safe. There is a dishwasher underneath us that keeps shutting off. I have to manually press buttons until it goes again. This feels important to me. Katie asks me often what is happening, and why. She tries to blame the wind. I keep looking up at these slitted windowless cut-throughs at the top of the wall. They appear to be letting air in, but I know that's not why the house underneath us is shaking. We hold on, and I help her get through it. Cut to my Mom’s house. We are talking about the ghosts. I throw eggs on the floor, and so does she. All of them break open, and some of them are spoiled as they hit the floor. She cleans them up, but there is always still residue. I try to help clean it up better. We are sitting at some sort of Pep Assembly. Top Gear (Britain) host starts talking, donating money to an organization. He donates a particular amount, and then does a double take, acting like he is going to give them more. Instead, he jests about giving the second amount to “Jesus Christ.” Nick, my sisters and I all snort at this, I seem to be filming the event. We can hear murmurs of people agreeing, when someone gets my attention. An old school teacher who was religious speaks up and asks if we should have ‘the talk.’ I look down and tell her no. She sits back, and my Mom appears, telling me that she wishes I would let “Jesus Christ” into my life. I coldly disagree with her. Cut to her house. We continue to have the argument, and she claims she wants me closer, and that ‘god’ will make me stay close to her. I disagree, but don’t mention anything about agreeing to stay close. I tell her that John’s mom has a way of making him stay close to her.

i dream my son was acting strange

i dream my son was acting strange then when he hit me he had unusal force and i knew he was possessed i was struggleing with him saying i bind and rebuke you satan in jesus christ name leave the boy he answers you have no power to remove me if you want me to leave the boy give me your soul i say no but by the blood of jesus you have to leave the boy i keep praying and i see a white light on my hand as i pray and he leaves my son then my dream turns to were i get into a argument then a fight with a ex friend of mine we are at walmart and she is laying on the floor and i am thinking about how i am going to go to jail for beating her up this man walks by and grabs something from her he says i wont tell if you dont tell i say ok he says go now i get outside and its darker than its ever been i cant see anything i hear people talking about how dark is and how they wonder what is happening then the man who talked to me comes out he raises his hand and says go suddenley i can see my car i get in and it dosent want to crank i finally get it cranked and it starts snowing huge amounts of snow and its sticking as fast as it comes down i am going along and dont get far down the road and it stalls and dies and i discover the man from walmart behind me he is laughing saying i got you now it was satan turns out i hadnt just beat up my ex friend i had accidentley killed her when he reached down he had took her soul then i woke up

Driving home from Cleveland (Where my Grandmother

Driving home from Cleveland (Where my Grandmother lives) I notice a tall blue flame in my mirror so I stop the vehicle and get out to see what it is. Just as I step out a large explosion and the vehicle of someone else flies past me on fire with the occupants trapped inside. Upon noticing a group of people on the other side of the highway, I run over to them to ask if they know what is happening to which they responded that the did not. A short while later an older professional looking woman tells us that a crazed man with several hundred pounds of volitale chemicals has detonated his vehicle at the state line and there is an ungodly number of people dead or dying and that the military and police are traveling down the road performing mercy killings. I decide that I need to leave quickly so I get in my vehicle and speed off. As I do I call my mother to tell her that I am driving home as quickly as I can and that I lover her, I call my fiance but do not get an answer so I leave a message for her telling her the same. As I hang up the phone I notice a road block of military vehicles and I try to ram my way through to no avail. My vehicle stopped completely a large angry looking soldier reaches through the broken glass of my car, grabs me by the shirt collar and begins pulling me through the window. In a last ditch effort to save my life I reach for the pistol under my driver's seat, point the muzzle at the soldier and squeeze the trigger........this is where I woke up.

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