An incredibly reliable source explained Harry Reid will not likely launch his or her taxation assessments seeing that they have certainly not paid his or her full 10% (of full "increase") tithe on the Religious organization regarding God regarding Latter-Day Saints (LDS). -- the faith they shares with Romney. In the event that Harry Reid cant be found this sort of despicable hypocirite yet release their taxes and tax returns to ensure the Bishop regarding his or her LDS Keep could detect if Harry humiliated in the course of their Serenidad Recommend Employment interview any brow highly recommend being Mormon's "admintence card" to almost holy Temple r¨¨gles.
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My pastor his wife and I was walking out the house I had the keys to the vehicle when we looked we saw a man with brand new long battery jumper cables connected to my pastor vehicle and another vehicle across the street we was very upset we asked how he got under the hood when we have the keys so he looked wanted to know what the problem
I dreamt I was in an art museum and I went to take the elevator to go up (I was with someone else- Joan?) it got stuck like a foot away from the top and there is no way we could have reached the platform and it was tilted so we started yelling for help but then the cable gave out and we started free falling which seemed infinite. When I woke up I felt scared, like I was still falling.
7/6 - I dreamt that I ordered pizza (it immediately appeared on the table) and it looked like there was just large slices of cheddar cheese on top and I started eating it but it was disgusting. I then remembered that we had leftover pizza from a better place so I asked my mom and she responded very sarcastically "Yes Trevor?" (Trevor is my cousin) (she was implying that he always asks for our left over pizza?!) and when I was looking for it, sitting in front if my fridge, I was frantically shoving food in my face (chocolate chips out of a plastic bag, everything) but none of it tasted good. I finally found the right pizza but that didn't taste good either. The whole while my sister’s boyfriend was watching me critically.
7/11 – I dreamt at school the kids learned how to clone themselves. It was really dangerous because the clones would be mutated and deranged. I was, at first, the only one who experimented with cloning and I organized a meeting (some secret society of students?) warning everyone else not to. Then, while I was in the bathroom / locker room I see this strangely deformed person walking towards me it appeared like he didn't have a head. I ran screaming into some guys shower (I don't know his name and he doesn't go to milford? he might have been Brendan from work??) and he tried to lie but eventually told me he made a clone of himself. I was furious. The bathroom / locker room was absolute chaos, water was spurting everywhere, people were vomiting, and it reeked. The kids were in charge of this place (it was like a secret hideout / meeting place that adults didn't know about) and we were responsible to clean it and keep it safe. I went into one of the bathroom stalls and I was having a panic attack and my parents were waiting outside the school to pick me up but I couldn't leave with all the clones running around and I was stepping on vomit and I was gagging.
7/21 – I dreamt my bonsai tree died. It was all dried up and light brown. All the leaves were still on it and it looked pretty but in a very sad way. When I asked my mom what happened, she angrily threw it out the window.
7/24 – I dreamt I was in the MHS pool with some other people and they were playing a game similar to volleyball in the deep end but I was the ball. So I would curl up and grab on to one of their fingers and they would fling me.
8/2 – I dreamt Jessie had really bad poison Ivy. I went into our room and she was sitting on her bed looking at a weird like spell book and she had something on the palm of her hand but I couldn't really see it. I sat down next to her and she takes my hand, palm facing up and touches the center while whispering something I couldn't hear. Next thing I know it was like I was being embroidered with an invisible needle. The string wove in and out of my skin, creating a little circular design which I promptly cut and pulled out because I was so freaked out and angry that she did that. It hurt. Little holes were left where the string went into my skin.
8/5 – I dreamt I was in an art museum and I went to take the elevator to go up (I was with someone else- Joan?) it got stuck like a foot away from the top and there is no way we could have reached the platform and it was tilted so we started yelling for help but then the cable gave out and we started free falling which seemed infinite.
8/11 – I dreamt I was at the mall in some busy shop where jewelry was sold and the guy who owned it was a jerk. So I was taking my rings off to try other ones on and I ended up losing my favorite gold ring that has a little heart on it and I was devastated. When I asked the owner if he had seen it he informed me that he sold it to someone else. After a lot if harassing, he eventually called the guy up and found his whereabouts, which happened to be still in the mall. He was in the "historical part of the mall" dressed up like a giant cheeseburger, his eyes could be seen in the mayonnaise part of it. So I went to go and look for him but then I see my friends and I go over to them to tell them what happened. All of a sudden Ansel Elgort and Mathew Gray Gubler and the giant cheeseburger come over to us, dancing and singing about nutrition. After they were done Ansel flopped on the couch to with us to take pictures but it seemed like my phone had infinite apps and I could not find the camera one.
8/12 – I dreamt I was on vacation in some log cabin with a lot of my family, (uncles aunts etc) One day I come home and I could kinda tell something was up so I frantically ask "Where is my violin?.." and my dad informed me that it was by the window. So I go over and I see it lying face down, next to it's case but not in it. I start to panic. I asked who moved it and why isn't it in it's case? They know better than to touch it... My dad said something like "Oh well me and all the uncles are going to have a lil two day Woodstock". I pick it up and I notice that the whole top piece of the instrument is missing and I am livid. I start screaming in a horribly high pitched voice demanding who did it. I see my Uncle Bill and there's something in his hand. Upon further examination I see that he has the top of the violin and he appeared to be wrapping it in plastic wrap. I started screaming at him and all he had was this strange little smile on his face as if this was all very amusing to him. I was yelling stuff like "THEY ARE SO COMPLEX AND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HALF OF WHAT YOU DID" I woke up when I yelled (in my dream I yelled it but I really murmured it in real life) "I TRUSTED YOU!!"
8/15 – I dreamt there was a secret pool on the roof of MHS (but it wasn't like the literal roof, it still had a ceiling) everything was grey and cement like, except there were these orange tube lights lining the top of the walls. The water felt extremely heavy and I was having a hard time swimming in it. Other kids from the swim team were also there. It was as if we were warming up for a meet.
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An incredibly reliable reference told me Harry Reid never will release their taxation statements because she has not necessarily compensated his / her entire 10% (of entire "increase") tithe for the Church regarding Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Team (LDS). - a faith he conveys using Romney. When Harry Reid wasn't this kind of despicable hypocirite he would relieve his or her tax statements so the Bishop connected with the LDS Infirmary might assess if Harry humiliated in the course of the Serenidad Advise Meeting the entereza suggest being a Mormon's "admintence card" for you to almost holy Brow r¨¨gle.
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Woke up in dream to my cable being off and my aunt discussing tuff then all of a sudden a red scorpion trying to attack me. I live in nyc we dont have skorpions here. It kept trying to attack only me. I picked up my nephews so they wouldn't get attacked. It morphed into other bugs. I ended up killing something unsure if it was the scorpion but I celebrated in the dream
My boyfriend Nick, a co worker and myself are being held hostage by an unknown male. We are at my parents house, alone. He seems to be mentally challenged, gets frustrated and yells orders at us. In my dads garage he has my boyfriend In a chair and has me typing out a kind of list of demands or something on the computer, I'm not sure. As I cry, I explain that my dad will be VERY angry at us for being in his garage when he gets home. The unknown bad guy laughs and says he'll get him drunk or use this, and motions at a knife in is pocket. Nervously I sit down on Nicks lap and keep typing but Nick is slowly backing us up towards the door. The attacker notices this and reaches for a cable to tie us up. I cry and ask him not to. Suddenly, we are in a different part of the house with the same chair. As the bad guy gives me orders, I motion to Nick to run for the back door, he does very quickly. As the attacker runs after him I scream for my co worker to follow me into my old bedroom and try to lock the door, but the attacker is much stronger and forces his way into the room. I beg him not to hurt us and he knocks us onto the floor. With 2 ball point pens he starts stabbing at my legs and saying "I'm gonna kill you both!" When he motions towards my co worker I scream, "please, I'll do anything!" He reaches into his pocket and grabs a handful of permanent markers. He starts writing obscene things up and down my legs. He lifts my shirt and writes "I love sex" on my stomach. Before he can actually touch me, Nick is back in the room kicking him off of me! The rest is blurry but the bad guy was gone and my co worker unscathed except for one pen mark. I climb onto what is my old bed and everyone seems fine except me. I'm uncontrollably crying. When my parents get home they don't even offer a hug. I tell my mom what he tried to do and she starts recounting stories from when I was younger saying "you've always been sexual"! Only my older brother Dustin, who I haven't seen in 3 years holds me and tells me it's ok. And it's not until my mom sees me shaking and crying and lifting my pant legs to show her, that she realizes how very real and scary it all was for me. Then I woke up.
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