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Another recent dream:

“You can’t go in there; they’re making statistics” he winked.

I had been at what seemed to be an outdoor sports arena where alcohol was served and next thing I know I was in somebody’s apartment. I don’t know how the heck I got in here. There referred to an adjoining room where my ex and “she” were presumed to be making love. It’s an odd expression, certainly, but struck me as funny later for it’s gross connotations. He interrupted me as someone darkened his front door. You’re his “knob” I realized and said aloud to him then, and by his meaning my Ex. I think he laughed. I realized later I had meant “plug”, (slang for drug-dealer) but seeing as how I am drug-free, my mistake is, understandable, isn’t it? And it occurs to me it’s a fairly recent adoption , regardless. I am pretty sure my ex is also now drug-free due to court order, so the connection I drew was odd, but no matter. Still, I had a laugh later at the sexual innuendo my facile brain had conjured up.  (Knob)

I stole a better look at the knob, slyly. He was white, perhaps of middle eastern descent, but he had black grease paint on the one side of his face and nose. It didn’t look out of place, but I thought to myself he has been “clubbing” and is gay. I don’t know what planet a guy would adorn himself so for clubbing, but the association was there. That he was gay, I guess I felt less threatened, or at least sure he would not steal my already attached Ex from me. He said he wanted to show me something and on laptop screen, which he suddenly manifested, there lay plain a list of “three reasons” why my Ex would return. This was getting interesting.

Hold on, I had said I need to look at that more closely.

—And then I awakened. (Written By Med)

My dreamscape lately: 

I dreamt that Mia, my kitten, died. She walked on a hot griddle and something flew by and cut her head off, at the exact moment she pissed and the piss was bubbling on the griddle and turning green and I had to take her body down and it was stuck a bit and when I did her fur was coming off in chunks. Like she'd been scalded with hot water. Her body was so stiff and hot and there was blood all over my hands, I couldn't find her head anywhere

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Whorechata said: 

I dreamt that Mia, my kitten, died. She walked on a hot griddle and something flew by and cut her head off, at the exact moment she pissed and the piss was bubbling on the griddle and turning green and I had to take her body down and it was stuck a bit and when I did her fur was coming off in chunks. Like she'd been scalded with hot water. Her body was so stiff and hot and there was blood all over my hands, I couldn't find her head anywhere

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Nicely written

Uh dreamt someone either broke into my house or was removing stuff from my house, and some thought as I woke up about a neck brace. I just wasn’t fast enough for any detail 

The dreamscape still seems to be just darkness and bed softness. 

I need to find some way to accomplish deeper sleep. 

Before i went to sleep, i requested an interesting experience, like an unusual dream.

So.

A topless male with a Bruce Lee build. His skin was dark grey, like black black black. He had a hood on his head and I couldn't see the face. I don't remember what he had on below the waist, but you can visualise what it looked like right ?

A black topless shredded dude with a black hood with darkness hiding the face.

It grabbed me and pulled me in. The way he did it...

It jammed its fingers into my armpits with thumbs on my chest.

It gently pressed its face on my neck.... So now you can imagine how this thing was possed. Clenching on my chest muscles like holding onto handles, with its face on the left side of my neck.

Now. 

I woke up and I'm feeling this for real. It was really clenching onto me from both sides and it's gripped harder. I'm staring at the ceiling and looking around like wtf. Then it releases me.

When I recall the experience from dream to awake, it lasted 15 seconds, 10 seconds being awake. Which is a lot of time for that to be going on. No fear, just astonishment. 

3 days later my Father died.

I wondered if that thing visited me because i might have invited it, or was it a sign, then when i got the news, I wondered if it a heads up or did that creature try to kill me mistaking me for a Family member. The appearance of this being was probably made intentionally in a way i would understand. It looked like what fiction describes as the grim reaper, but in a way that wouldn't frighten me. If it wore a full blown burka I might have panicked, but i saw it had skin.

If I ever see it again it'll be like a cold game of guess who.