A few years back, I had a reoccurring dream that a monster “aatrox” (from a game) would come into my bedroom each night and talk to me for a while (I could never remember what he said). After he would be finished talking I would follow him out my door to a flight of stairs that went up until suddenly cutting off, and then we both proceeded to jump off the stairs into hell, as i jumped I woke up every night.
I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard.
But what was it? I had to look closer.....
A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight.
As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico.
Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans.
But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.
I was in the field where my dad keeps his deer stand, but some of the trees surrounding the field were in different places. I started walking past where the deer stand is and toward where a road would be in real life, but there was no road, just more field. All of a sudden a rollercoaster that looked like it was Greek themed appeared out of nowhere. I walked up to it but there was no way to get on it, so I turned around and walked back toward the deer stand but now there were a ton of Greek pillars placed in random spots throughout the field. Some were standing upright, some slightly tilted, and some broken and lying down. I thought this was weird so I went back to the rollercoaster which was now operating. When the rollercoaster carts came by I jumped and grabbed onto one but I flew into the air and fell to the ground. I thought this was fun so I started to run and took off flying. After flying around for a while my flight abilities started getting weaker and I eventually lost the ability to fly despite how hard I tried to start flying again.
I was with my sister and other people and was trying to get to a bathroom because i was on my menstruation and was bleeding badly. I kept trying to find a place to take off the kotex but no one was allowing me to go and i kept feeling the blood rushing out. then I was at the airport boarding a flight and once we got on the plane i realized that my cousin had left my purse in a seat inside off the airport with my money, passport and credit cards in it.
I was in an airport but lured by multiple women away from my gate for departure. After following multiple seductive women I was constantly led away form my departing flight.
Alien ship flight escape bomb destroy fight survive
A few years ago, I had a reoccurring dream that a monster “aatrox” (from a game) would come into my bedroom each night and talk to me for a while (I could never remember what he said). After he would be finished talking I would follow him out my door to a flight of stairs that went up until suddenly cutting off, and then we both proceeded to jump off the stairs into hell, as i jumped off the stairs i woke.
Had a device that let me find others dreams, and connect with them My flight worked, but it wasn’t powerful as usual. I watched myself die, but I was still able to walk around normally. The others that I was in the dream with, died as well, and survived . Had #100 tatted on my neck
Running to make a flight
Only 15 minutes for the flight but I was trying to go to a toilet
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