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The room is in a large historical grand basilica style building. The room has huge columns holding up high cathedral domed ceilings. The room has no furniture. The room’s only natural light source came in through many windows and open doorways to semi-dimly light the room. I was being judged unfairly because the 3 white people did not give me a chance to defend myself to the 1 white person they were speaking to. It’s daytime, I entered a room and see 3 casually dressed white people (1 female, 2 males) I did not recognize life in real but supposedly knew in the dream. In the dream, the 3 white people knew me. The 2 (1 female, 1 male) of the 3 white people were standing talking negatively about me as if they were trying to discredit me unfairly (because I was not given a chance to understand what is being said against me and not given a chance to defend myself) to another white person (1 male who he did not know me and seemed neutral) who is dressed in a standard government military attire. He is a person having authority (but acted as an ambassador or a guide in his position). I felt the need to be given a chance to be heard and to be understood instead of left to feel wrongfully accused of something I was not even given a chance to understand in this dream to have caused the 2 white people not to like me. In frustration to understand the situation and resolve it, I attempted to approach the group of white people. I am outside in the desert standing in a crowd of white people during the day. The entire nation is in danger and all people are trying to escape. I am in the crowd trying to investigate what is causing the danger and to try to find out why everyone are rushing and panicking to leave and where. Massive amounts of white people rushing to secure a spot in any of the two separate lines to enter checkpoint to the departure gateways. Looking up from below a nearby staircase, I again see 2 of the white people who do not like me. The 2 white people look at me (It was at this point in the dream I realized in real that I’ve been involved in a series of this particular dream. They urgently followed the white person with authority who led them to walk through a solid rock wall similar to the Jerusalem walls. Their bodies passed through a solid rock wall. I later discover the wall is separated in 4 consecutive sections and appear to be solid rock. However, each block is embossed with an arched border framing a secret portal. The portals are not obvious because there were no visible physical door to open. I ran up the top ridge of an inclined wall where there was a wide (about 10 foot wide), flat, and clean path with a clean brushed steel railing I did not use along the path. When I arrived at my destination, I rushed up to the 1st solid rock portal I saw from my left standing in front of me. Without doubt and without hesitation, I easily walked through the solid rock wall with confidence and urgency to seek for answers and explore. The experience if walking through solid wall was the same as walking without obstruction. In my urgency to enter, I was able to glimpse a posted note written on a blue lined white paper like a piece of paper torn from spiral bounded notebook. The note was pinned on the rock wall with a red push pin tack. The note stated that particular portal next departure will leave at 10:31. The note was clearly understood by me that whoever enters this particular portal would have to wait until being transported from inside the portal. Within the few seconds that I spent inside the portal, I realized the size inside the portal was more of a comfortable pod size. I understood the portal holding morphs into a comfortable standing space of the passenger. From within this portal, I understood the portal is meant to transport 1 person at a time to a destination away from Earth –a destination that is at least neutral or safer than the definite annihilation of good humanity that will happen for those who stay behind who will be devoured by evil conquest. I quickly decided to leave this particular portal to try to enter any of the other 3 portals that have no delays in transport because I was eager to investigate the situation and also try to find out where the 2 white people went with that 1 white person who appeared to have authority. I walked out of the initial portal of the solid rock wall. I was going to enter the portal right next to it (the 2nd from my left facing the rock wall), but I thought there is a higher chance someone is already in it, so I chose to try to enter the 3rd portal door from my left which was a few more steps away and because of this reason could have a higher chance of it being unoccupied. I rushed toward it but just as I was about to enter, I woke up in real life.

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Num estádio dois cachorros vagavam. Ao sentar-me se aproximaram e começaram a morder a minha perna. eram cães vira-lata, cor mel, limpos, cuidados e sadios. procurei outro lugar para sentar mas todos estavam ocupados. Os cães continuavam a morder a minha perna. Eu não sentia dor, apenas desconforto. Olhei novamente e todos os lugares estavam vazios. Sentei longe. Ao meu lado sentou- se uma mulher com baquetas de bateria, casaco de couro preto. A amiga dela chegou e olhou como se eu tivesse tomado o seu lugar. Estava com duas malas de maquiagem .. Mas não havia maquiagem e sim equipamentos de miragem de som. Ela sentou-se algumas fileiras acima e ficou de costas para o palco. Os cães continuavam a morder. olhei para o horizonte e me vi numa casa grande, com dois amigos brigando com a mãe, pois um deles, Henrique! só chamava tudo pela primeira sílaba. Assim panela era pa, travessa era tra, Caio era ca....os cães que mordiam sumiram! assim como todo o cenário . E surgiu uma cadela chamada fifi. O marido de uma amiga com quem não falo mais me ligou para dizer que haviam comprado um apartamento ao lado do de Henrique, na cobertura mas sem a vista para o mar.

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Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

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It started out with me at a party, and then skipped ahead to me getting into a car with some strangers. We kinda became friends and went to a haunted house together. Then I remembered that I needed to get home to my little brother. So I left and walked home to where my little brother was (which I do not have a little brother in real life). Our dad was out so I had to babysit. He kept going out into our back yard where there was this creepy old shed. In the shed there was a mower and other yard tools there were a few sharp objects hanging around. Well my brother and I, for some reason, were trying to get something out of the shed. When my brother went in I heard screaming and ran outside to see what was wrong. There was a white face in the window with wild red hair. It was a demon. I ran into the shed and fought to get my brother out. I was climbing to the top of the shed to get something from off the shelf when I heard a noise.. There was an old tux hanging up in the shed and all the sudden my brother was wearing it. He started walking out of the shed all weird like. So I ran after him. I knew he was possessed. So when I got to him I spun him around grabbed him by his elbows and commanded that the demon leave him in the name of Jesus Christ. My brother then went limp in my arms. After a few seconds he woke up and was fine. For some reason I left my shirt in the shed and felt that I needed to get it. When I walked back to the shed to get it I heard my brother scream "NO! HE"S STILL THERE!" I looked threw the window and there was that demon. I started walking into the door and looked around to see if he was still there but he wasnt. I then turned around and took my brother to my room told him to pack because we were leaving and staying somewhere else that night.

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Num estádio dois cachorros vagavam. Ao sentar-me se aproximaram e começaram a morder a minha perna. eram cães vira-lata, cor mel, limpos, cuidados e sadios. procurei outro lugar para sentar mas todos estavam ocupados. Os cães continuavam a morder a minha perna. Eu não sentia dor, apenas desconforto. Olhei novamente e todos os lugares estavam vazios. Sentei longe. Ao meu lado sentou- se uma mulher com baquetas de bateria, casaco de couro preto. A amiga dela chegou e olhou como se eu tivesse tomado o seu lugar. Estava com duas malas de maquiagem em metal inox, tipo 007. Mas não havia maquiagem e sim equipamentos de miragem de som. Ela sentou-se algumas fileiras acima e ficou de costas para o palco. Os cães continuavam a morder. olhei para o horizonte e me vi numa casa grande, com dois amigos brigando com a mãe, pois um deles, Henrique! só chamava tudo pela primeira sílaba. Assim panela era pa, travessa era tra, Caio era ca....os cães que mordiam sumiram! assim como todo o cenário . E surgiu uma cadela chamada fifi. O marido de uma amiga com quem não falo mais me ligou para dizer que haviam comprado um apartamento ao lado do de Henrique, na cobertura mas sem a vista para o mar.

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I am with my family at a friends home on a lake. It is a friend of my wife's. Although we are all there (I sense), only my daughter and I are in the dream. She is down by the lake on a huge, long dock - where she was told not to go. I see her from the yard and yell to her to get away from the water. She starts to run back, slips and falls into the water. I run to the dock and catch a glimpse of her as she sinks. I dive in to rescue her. The water is calm and dark - black. There is no bottom and nothing in the water. I can't find her. I go back under several time and feel myself getting weaker with each pass. After 4-5 tries, I can barely tread water myself. I go under again - again, no bottom, no weeds, not even the dock posts. I head for the surface and all I can see is the sun coming through the water. It looks like a flashlight. As I break to surface I wake up. I woke to my heart pounding, my pulse racing - a full-on panic attack. I never recovered my daughter.

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