I was on a submarine or some strange monstrous ship at sea. I was in some small quarters. I was worried or scared even a little angry. I was hiding. The captain of this vessel had some kind of huge pet whale, it was white or a pale blue. He had minions as well. Large strong men, kind of stony faces.  They were looking for me. I had a companion but he left me to look for a way off. I was staying quiet, but they still found me.  They caught me.

No one catches  me.

Such fear woke me up with my heart pounding and I couldn’t remember where I was for a second.

Two dream this time.

I don’t watch CSI and have only seen a few episodes here n there. It was the cast with the goth girl.

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Anyway, I was at a lovely forest getaway, or so I thought. It was a natural light wood building, kind of like a villa, set in a lush northern forest. (continue reading…)

Maybe it’s the sleeping pills I take but I had some really odd fucked up dreams. And no, I do not take sleeping pills that often at all! Maybe 2x a month because I do not like how I want to sleep for everrrr!

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It was a dark destroyed world. Cityscape. Red glows of either lava or runes everywhere. Humans had to hide from the minions that emerged from who knows where. There was this especially large one that we were kind of tracking like a wild animal as if to study.
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Typing this fucking blurry eyed at the moment. Ugh. Talk about a strange one.

Surrounded by ocean, living on a inlet of rock. Being chased by prehistoric creatures sent by some who wants to claim me. Not sure why. I avoid and escape him. I am cautious around my house. I heard some how that they guy was back with friends. I make sure my house is locked up, hiding in a corner to make sure they do not see me in the house. They try the doors and find one slider open. I charge at hi and kick him out and lock the window.
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