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I was in my apartment building waiting for the elevator three of the four were out of service “Similar to reality”. I was holding my son so I waited for the elevator. The elevator skipped my floor so I got off on a higher floor figuring I’d take the stairs to my suite. As I was descending at a rapid pace out of nowhere I was running down the railing instead of the stairs when I noticed I was on the railing I slowed down as I began to slow down I noticed personal belongings of mine and my wife. I started gathering them then I came across our diaper bag I used it to store our belongings I found on the staircase. Finally I made it to our floor I could see my suite door open as I approached it I noticed it was not my unit. So I approached the elevators to notice I was even in my building anymore. It was like I was in a labyrinth. I got into the elevator and it went down to the ground floor. I got off and I was somewhere else the sun was shining throughout the building everything was made of glass I could see lush green vegetation outside. It was beautiful but weird at the same time. Also every so often my sons diaper he was wearing would disappear and reappear periodically throughout this dream. I noticed a local grocery store attached to my building and remembered asking myself why my wife didn’t shop there then I woke up beside my wife and son both sound asleep.

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On the first day, I'm walking along narrow path and I come to pass a Mosque where an Imam startles me. He intercepts me, placing his hand on my left shoulder. He impales my shoulder joint with his Tallon and gestures to the Qur'an he is holding. He asks me with hostility: "would you like to hear it in English or Arabic?" To which I answer: "neither" as I free myself from his grip and continue walking briskly. I sense that my audacity has angered him. I look back to gauge my safety and I see the Imam colluding with another person, talking secretly and pointing me out. This other person seems to take instruction and proceeds to follow me. I periodically look back to stay ahead and the person has morphed into the dress of a Catholic priest while having gained some ground on me. I look again and now he is a Presbyterian minister and stalking me like prey. Next glance he is Rabbi and chasing me. Every time I look back the person adorned a different religious attire, many of which were familiar from various Christian denominations I would ordinarily feel comfortable and friendly towards. I manage to stay ahead of the pursuing adversary. The next day I am walking along the same path and approaching the Mosque. I notice that the Mosque looks more like a cathedral and there are no distinguishable features that tell me it is a mosque, however there is no doubt in my mind that it is a Mosque. I become weary that I am nearly at the spot where the Imam cornered me the day earlier, so I look ahead and walk to the edge of the path in hopes to avoid him. Out of nowhere, he intercepts me and impales between my bones with his claw once again. "English or Arabic?" He hisses, as he begins pulling me towards the mosque. "Neither!" I say, as I painfully rip my flesh to get free. Again I briskly walk and am pursued by a shapeshifter. The third and final day I am walking along the narrow path. I have come to expect confrontation as a permanent obstacle. I consider crossing the road to avoid the ordeal, which would be out of my way and slow me down. Then I think to myself "why should I". Why should I make an alteration to my life and routine for such evil? Instead I march fearlessly towards the usual spot. Sure enough, he jumps out hoping to scare me, but I was expecting him. But before he can insert his claw, like a true martyr I offer my shoulder to him with arrogance and willingness to suffer the pain. This robbes him of much satisfaction as latches on. "Which will it be, English or Arabic?" He asks with malice. I look straight into his black eyes and calmly say "of that book I will hear neither, nor any other tongue".

Found snakes in a bedroom. At least four snakes, appear to be harmless corn snakes or king snakes. Grabbed two to take outside (one bites me, but not too bad, but I wonder if it was coral snake instead of king), I think it must be a mating thing. Called for my son to come look, but youngest daughter was the only one to come out. I throw the snakes into the yard. They race off in matching movements, racing across yard, but seem bigger now, and suddenly a huge bigger reptile speeds in, chasing the snakes. I think it was a tagu (big lizard but it was longer). It sped toward the house, then seemed to collide with the foundation of the house under the stairs. It bounded out from there, snapped on daughter's leg and tried to drag her away. I jumped on it, pried the jaws open, and freed Samantha. Went to sleep at around 11p, woke from dream apx 12:20-12:25 am.

My ex fiancée who stalked me for a year after we broke up came over & I let him take me to an auction to buy Courtney Love and Kurt Cobain tees and CDs. I spent too much money and he wanted me to go out with him instead so I returned them and the shop owner let me return them and I looked through bags compulsively for tees I did want more. The shop owner was female. There were guinea pigs, a little girl owned them and they bit me. A man with frogs and snapping turtles came and those were biting. I had to get home before curfew and all these frogs and turtles kept escaping the wallet and biting me

I just dreamed that my husband and I just met our granddaughter and she was in a high chair and she was crying. My husband walked away from her and he was getting frustrated because she would not stop crying and it was getting on his nerves. He said to me "I dont know what to do she hates me and I said let me see her". Before I walked into the room to see her for the first time I asked my husband to go get me some vanilla ice cream and he came back with neopolitin ice cream ( the kind with the strawberry chocolate and vanilla in it) I carefully removed a tiny amount of the vanilla ice cream with a fork and walked up to the crying infant and introduced my self to her. I said " Hi sweetie. You dont know me but I am your Grandma, your mommies step mom. but you can call me gammy ok. I know I am a big stranger and you want your mommy she will be right back but please trust me I have something I think you would really like and I think it is ok for you to have that might be just what you need as I think you have some teethies coming in hun. I gave her the fork with the tiny bit of frozen white icecream on it and she waved it around in her chubby little hand and cried even harder so I realized that I had given her a fork instead of a nice safe small spoon and took the icecream off the fork and placed it on my finger tip and gently place it on he lips and then told her that I do not mean to be weird or anything but please let me feel inside your mouth real quick and when I did the bottom right gums had two teeth just breaking throught the gums. I was like "Aha I knew it !" and then gave her the icecream on a spoon and she cooed and smiled and stopped crying and then I asked my husband if we had any frozen Eggo type waffles in the freezer and I got one out and handed it to her and her chubby little hands reached out a grasped it and she eagerly began knowing on it and she was soo delighted. I remember telling her that that would help her with her teething pain for now till we can get the right stuff to help her. I remember telling my husband that the baby was not crying because she was trying to push his buttons and that he had to start thinking from the child's point of view not from an adults point of view to another adult and that he should not take it personal when she will not stop crying or does stuff like take a toy or her food and drop it again and again off the side of her chair every time she is given it. She is not trying your patience and doing it to make you insane or out of spite. She is just a infant and is always learning and we are learning with her. ( in real life my grandaughter is almost a year old now and my step daughter will be having another child in July this year. She doesnt talk to her dad or me and hasn't since she became pregnant with her first child and ran off to another state and married the biological father of her child. We never have seen the child or her since she became pregnant and left the state with the boyfriend now husband. We found out they married over the internet when her friend sent the photo of them married her showing off the marriage licesence and her ring with the husbands parents beside them all smiles. I have never dreamed of an infant and have never taken care of one as when my husbands daughter came to live with us she was 6 years old, She will be 20 in a couple of weeks now. I myself have never had a child of my own and am unable to have any myself. I have never dremnt of an infant before and I do not know how to take care of one and I hope that I did right in my dream as I am worried about the waffle as the little baby might be able to get a piece off of it and be unable to handle it and might choke now that I have had time to think about it. I can't shake this fear that I may have put the baby in harms way when I gave her obviously grown ups food. Thank you soo much for reading and I hope to get some kind of response some time anything would be appreciated.

Maggots and roaches in the shower. my sister with a huge wound / gash on your head, talking about how she got stitches but you can still clearly see through the wound. a broken pipe. broken glass. my mom licking me on the neck. outside of mcdonalds naked and screaming, having a psychotic breakdown because they gave me beef instead of chicken.. apparently they have vegetarian teriyaki rice bowls, but my mom's ex-husband/ my stepdad asks if they have chitlins. I see a celebrity in my dream. but the rest is all a nightmare.

My grandfather recently passed away, 4 months ago. I was with him, holding his hand when he passed gently at 93 years old and in reasonably good health. I am currently having a painting done of he and my grandmother in their WW2 uniforms that will hang in the local military museum (he never new I was having it done as it was only after he passed I found an artist for it)... In my dream, my 3 uncles and mother had led me to believe he had died but instead they moved him to another seniors home. I found out and was trying to find him. I could see him and knew he couldn't understand why I never came to visit him anymore but I couldn't get to him to tell him I was told he had died. In my dream I found out he knew about the painting. I kept telling myself this cant be, I was there with him when he died. I SAW him die. How can he still be alive and why would I have been lied to and why can I not get to him now to tell him I didn't know he was still alive, that's why I hadn't come.

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