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I am floating upward on my back in a brilliant blue space. I am weightless and I do not have to make any effort to rise. It is a delicious feeling. Then I notice a grey cloud like object in the distance. It floats closer and I see it is not a cloud but a large boulder. In spite of its weight it is floating too. I reach out my hand to touch it but it is rough and I find it repulsive. I continue to rise effortlessly in the blue space.

Flying low easely, much effort needed to fly over street light

Dearest in mind, I would like to introduce myself for the first time. My name is Barrister David Gomez Gonzalez, the personal lawyer to my late client. Who worked as a private businessman in the international field. In 2012, my client succumbed to an unfortunate car accident. My client was single and childless. He left a fortune worth $12,500,000.00 Dollars in a bank in Spain. The bank sent me message that I have to introduce a beneficiary or the money in their bank will be confiscate. My purpose of contacting you is to make you the Next of Kin. My late client left no will, I as his personal lawyer, was commissioned by the Spanish Bank to search for relatives to whom the money left behind could be paid to. I have been looking for his relatives for the past 3 months continuously without success. Now I explain why I need your support, I have decided to make a citizen of the same country with my late client the Next of Kin. I hereby ask you if you will give me your consent to present you to the Spanish Bank as the next of kin to my deceased client. I would like to point out that you will receive 45% of the share of this money, 45% then I would be entitled to, 10% percent will be donated to charitable organizations. If you are interested, please contact me at my private contact details by Tel: 0034-604-284-281, Fax: 0034-911-881-353, Email: amucioabogados@infocaixa.info I am waiting for your answer Best regards, Lawyer: - David Gomez Gonzalez

NO RUSH: Green Bay's rush defense has been stout of late, limiting starting running backs to an average of about 36 Swell Norge yards on 11 carries over the last three games. Mike Daniels and B.J. Raji are off to strong starts on the line, and linebacker Clay Matthews has been making plays whether he's lined up on the inside or outside. Odell Beckham Jr. got emotional after the New York Giants rallied for a 30-27 win over the 49ers on Sunday night. He was on the verge of tears in an interview afterward, explaining: "Just happy we won." "It's hard to win in this league without a quarterback," Newsome said. "There's at least a quarter, maybe half the league that's looking for a quarterback right now to help their franchise. We got fortunate in Joe." And six games in, Bettcher said he's loving this high-profile challenge of plotting schemes to thwart the opposition. Cleveland tackle Joe Thomas earned his fifth All-Pro spot, the most of anyone on the current team. Patriots cornerback Darrelle Revis got his fourth All-Pro berth.

Sonhei que estava numa montanha alto saia fumaça em forma de nuvem e deparei com um homem me olhando ao me aproxima dele,ele se virou com a cabeça de lado e com o braço esticado apontando um caminho,que eu tinha que continua passei por ele e continuei a andar ,eu olhei pra trás e ele tinha sumido no meio de tantas fumaça de forma de nuvem.Ao voltar pra frente onde eu estava andando me deparei com um cachorro me aproximando cada vez mais perto percebo que o cachorro tinha uma forma diferente.Mas continuei me aproximando ao chegar perto dele se deito diante dos meus pé ,fazendo com que eu não ficasse assustada como se eu fosse dona dele,abanando seu rabo grande se virou com seus olhos pretos sem nenhum branco ,Me acenando com o rabo o caminho que tinha que continua.Cansada de tanto andar e ver tantas fumaças de forma de nuvem,eu gritei tem alguém ai nada de resposta então continuei andando,ate que avistei um homem,ao me aproxima não era o mesmo que eu tinha visto ele estava fazendo sinal com as mãos me chamando pra mim me aproxima ao chegar perto percebo que era um homem bem grande e forte com uma mascara com chifre enorme e com rabo,com suas pernas longas e tortas ele se curvou diante de mim e apontou a direção de uma cadeira enorme ao passar por ele indo na direção da cadeira fiquei encantada com sua forma dourada com uma manta vermelha,mas chegando perto tinha uma mulher muito linda ela se levantou e diante de mim se curvou e tambem apontou a cadeira,e me disse senta ela e sua .ao sentar as fumaças de forma de nuvem sumiu e o seu ficou tudo escuro e com uma lua brilhante ........ai eu acordei com o meu coração disparado isso e tudo que eu me lembro

On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path. I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary.

Last night in my dream I was in school and the school was giving out free dominos pizza. It was before 6th period and I met up with with Mia. We hugged and walked towards the office door. I saw Yusuf but he was in a bad mood. Zander was also there so I walked up to him pushing Yusuf out my way and did our hand shake. I asked Zander if he could drive us to Dominos. Mia, Zander and I were talking and looking at Yusuf who was talking to his friends pacing back and forth breathing really hard. His friend said something then he ran to someone and beat his ass. The three of as ran over to the fight and were shocked that Yusuf was fighting something. A big group of people surrounded the fight. It later ended. And Mia, Zander and I went to Dominos.

Had earlier dream about living in an apartment that was improperly constructed which resembled canterbury and I was trying to figure out what the shared walls were. The scene switched to where I was going to a football game that I was supposed to be playing in. I actually jogged past the location and overan the road I was supposed to turn down. Wearing full uniform and equipment, I started running full speed to the next turn. The scenery was a series of empty, goldish wheatfields like a road in Iowa or Nebraska. I turned down a road and started walking back through a field. There was a dog running toward me fast and it looked like its owner was behind it and had let it off its leash. Then out of nowhere came another dog of a different breed running across the field toward the first dog. While the first dog was distracted, I began going the other way. I noticed Qjr behind me and went to grab him before one of the dogs got him. Then I saw a third dog making its way toward me with a mailman walking in the background laughing at my misfortune. I woke up, partly because I had to pee due to drinking a small bottle of water before bed.

Being hugged dearly and comfortably by someone who is not my lover