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I find myself in an old high school. the school is huge, the building itself is square, it has 4 floors and a basement. the center of the building is open (picture the pentagon design center but with 4 sides). The building is Dark, it seems to be lit only by candles but no light source can be seen. the stairwells are located at each corner of the building and are massive built of old wood and marble steps. in my dream I am lost trying desperately to remember where my locker is. i cant remember where my locker is, I cant remember which class I am late for or where the classroom is. I know I am late and missing classes and I am panicked, running around each floor trying desperately to remember where I am supposed to be. The whole time I am aware I am not prepared for any class; no books or notebook. I have had this dream many times over the last year. I am 50 y.o. i am a Scorpio. born 10/26/1969

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Found two friends, one dwarf one nomal. Planning a theft - i did not know it was a theft initially, they asked me to join, when i realized it was a theft -with a gun involved and went to report to my boss who is my uncle to report to the police, the normal height friend ran away and i was able to catch the short one, when asked to report an the incidence by writing, the dwarf put me at the center of the incidence claiming that I was then one enquiring on how to hide a body, clean messes after a theft and how to clean a gun which was not true. and He also tried to ran away, when i caught up with him and tried to clear my name, he refused but rather continued to put me across in the incidence with more lies and troed to plant my finger prints on my car. I took a bus to drive him to work but rather he tried ro ran away and i triex ro sturggle him and I killed him npt knowing in the xar there were other people, then funny tho g is he resurrected.....and I work up

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I went on a roadtrip with my old professor and some kids I never met before and I accidentally chocked one of them. After that I went with my current classmates in the center of our natal city and after this trip our teacher was so mad at us that she split the class in two. After I went home I had a party with my family and my mother was dead, and the party was right across my childhood home that has been in the family for generations but it was in a totally different place and painted pink

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I have had-still having this dream every single night for about 7-8 months now and it starts as a purge type apocolyptic type scenery and I repeat the what I call "level" until I clear it without any fatalities. So the first few nights I would get to a certain point in the dream and then it all goes black and thats the end of the dream for the night, so I said hm I wonder why? Then during my dreams I started saying to myself and my crew of purgers "don't go odown this way, remember what happened last time they all busted out the door and ambushed us". So we end up not going there, then the dream advances onto the next level per say. This scenery was only for the first 4/5 months then it changes to a field trip going to north carolina where I see a big glass building with a deep black swimming pool that is said to be the darkest deepest body of water to the center of the earth with a dining table across the top, now the same sort of thing happens again I go through to this certain checkpoint almost and then this girl across from me falls in the water and disappears and then the waiter turns evil and makes us all jump in the water and then its just blackness-end of the dream, over a few nights I realized something bad happens when the girl falls into the water so my next dream I tell everyone "grab her shes about to fall in" and then the story carries on nicely and the waiter doesn't turn evil

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I dreamt this dream on 12/2/2025 in the dream there was a tree that was in the backyard of a house I was looking to purchase . I was with my boyfriend and I wanted a house with a pond on it but all that was left was this house that had a tree with a small stream coming out of it. however the closer I got to the tree I realized the tree sat on a hill that was close to heaven and the center of the tree began to gush out water and a pond filled up. I imagined many weddings even mine happening there. I remember hearing the word overflow. I saw myself and my boyfriend get in the water it was clear and beautiful. we got married in it and I kept seeing the image of the tree with an opening in the center and water gushing out of it non stop

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I had a vivid early morning dream. At times, my view would zoom in close; other times, I saw from a wide, top-down perspective—like watching a strategic operation unfold from above. The dream began with a striking view of a group of elite, specialized soldiers—about 5 to 8 of them. They were a highly trained unit, personally chosen by their Commander-in-Chief. Their loyalty, discipline, and unwavering commitment to their mission were unmistakable. They had fought together through many hard-won battles and had developed a deep bond rooted in honor and trust. They were running across a wide, open war field, leaving behind a battleground they had just conquered. It was clear that this unit had taken much ground together over time. Though the war still raged around them, they moved with urgency and perfect formation. Scene 2: The Storm and the Fence Then the terrain shifted. Heavy rain poured in sheets from the sky, making visibility low. The ground turned into thick, slippery mud. Despite the storm, the unit stayed in harmony, never breaking stride. Eventually, they came to a gray chain-link fence—standing strangely alone in the open landscape. It clearly marked the next phase of their mission, and they were under direct orders to reach it. Their gear was soaked, their fatigues caked in mud. At the base of the fence, centered like a marker, were two shovels—placed intentionally, as if by command. Without pause, they began to dig under the fence. Each man took a turn, one digging until spent, then handing off to the next. Their goal was precise: create openings wide enough for two soldiers to slide beneath and press ahead toward a large white building visible on the other side. Scene 3: The Waiting Soldiers Once the holes were ready, two were chosen to go. They slid under the fence and ran toward the building while the others waited, huddled near the opening, still alert and battle-ready. It was then that I was shown something deeper. Each soldier in this unit carried a unique calling and specialized skill. One might be an expert in communication, another in field medicine, another in navigation or demolitions, another in intelligence or surveillance. No single soldier had it all—but together, they formed a force capable of extraordinary things. Every gift, every assignment mattered. They were more than warriors; they were a finely tuned body in motion. Scene 4: Inside the Building Inside the white building, the two soldiers were now clean and dry, standing side by side at a window. They sipped something warm—maybe tea or cocoa. Their demeanor had shifted. While their teammates remained outside in the storm, these two were at ease. Calm. Comfortable. They had forgotten the mission. Forgotten the others. Forgotten the urgency. They were half-hearted. This building had been chosen beforehand as a transitional space—a place to regroup, refocus, and prepare for the next advance. The two inside were never meant to stay. They were to make a way for the rest to move forward and get in the building. But they had grown content and detached. Scene 5: The Greater Assignment The final scene zoomed out beyond the white building. What I saw was a vast, wide-open territory still waiting to be taken. The mission wasn’t over. The building was just a checkpoint. The half-heartedness of the two risked compromising not only their comrades, but the fulfillment of a much greater Kingdom-level assignment.

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I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

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