Understand My Dreams

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I was getting married to my boyfriend , I was so happy I was crying. As a wedding gift, someone have me a breadboard, I instantly loved it, I carried it everywhere at the reception, and still had it in my hands when I went home. After I'd arrived at home I decided to go for a walk, it was around 1am and I was walking in the street when a man came up behind me and tried attacking me, I ran home trying to escape from him but he followed me, I was in the kitchen when I grabbed a knife, and he grabbed one too, but before he could cut me I chopped his fingers off that we're holding his knife, and I started stabbing into him when he turned into a cake on the special breadboard I got, in the dream, the man turning into a cake didn't seem at all weird. I was cutting into the cake over and over and blood was oozing out of it. When I stopped I was really upset because I didn't want to use the breadboard after the man had died on it, and his blood was all over it. My dad got the pieces of the man and put it into a bag and set it on fire. Then we looked into the mans backpack which had hundreds or thousands of 100 dollar notes in it, which we suspected to be drug money. Dad gave me the money, then we called the police and they came and took the bag away that had the man in it. Then I shared some money with my mum and dad. Then I woke up.

1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

My mother passed away a few months ago an i had a dream an this is what is was . it was in the afternoon where i was in my home an i see my father an uncle in the kitchen an decide to go an there were getting ready to go to a house party an i had a liqour bottle in my hand an notice my mother waling in my house into the kitchen grabbed the bottle an drank it an put it up an the walked away with her eyes close an not saying a word an sat in a chair infront of my house an looked like she was sleeping she didnt answer me i was worried i went next door to a friend an asked her for help an she said she is sick an i called my sister inlaw an asked her where is she she need to pick up my mother she need to go to the hospital an she said you need to hang an wait im on my way but kinda rude an i hung up an touched my mother an tried to wake her up an a nurse was behind me saying the police is comeing cause we didnt take care of her. but in real life i did i tryed but it was to late

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