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Anonymous Coward User ID: 74313329 United States 11/15/2020 03:53 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | had a realization yesterday night when trying to get to rest.. Antarctica is literally a underground bunker/continent for the elite-e.t. beings when we destroy ourselves up on the surface.. they'll be living under Antarctic until their ready to colonize a new planet and destroy that too. |
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JupiterRing User ID: 12160402 United States 11/15/2020 05:25 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | God put that rock there for a purpose... and, um... I'm not so sure you should, um... move it... |
Dr. Strange User ID: 78048685 Finland 11/19/2020 04:24 AM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Wow. Weird dreams last night. 1) Some sort of "Project Bluebeam" dream. The sky was projected full of vivid battle scenes between UFOs, jets and weird energy beings. However, everyone on the ground knew it was just a movie and cheered for it. Pretty good visuals for a dream. 2) Two subsequent dreams about my family. The first dream was about waking up to groans and moans from my 9 yo daughter's room, getting up to check upon her and finding her there.... in duplicate. One on the floor squirming under a pile of blankets and one in the bed with terrified look on her face. The one under the blankets sprang up and attacked me and the real daughter, hissing and with a ear-to-ear grin on her face. She scratched me up pretty good, but I managed to keep her away from my real daughter. I called for my wife, but when she came to the room, it was clear she was possessed. She laughed, started scratching my back painfully and tried to get to our real daughter. I pushed her over, threw my daughter over my shoulder and ran. I woke up, but fell asleep soon after. In the next dream, the evil daughter was back. She was hiding in our dark house and stalking the rest of us. It was more like a cheap horror movie. Movement in the peripheral vision, a shadow running across the corridor, insane giggling in the dark, etc. The weird thing about dreams like these is that they aren't really nightmares for me. I haven't had a real nightmare in years. They don't make me feel terrified at all. It's more like just being very tired (in a been-there-done-that kind of way) of having "more fucked up stuff to cope with" and then just dealing with it. Dr. Strange - The long-lost brother of the late Dr. Moran. |