Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

I don't like German.

Do you like French? Then study French.

Today I dreamt that Amko won 1.4 million dollars and posted it on his wall. That's amazing.

stupid Arcomage. And he won there.

^ BUGURT LUZERA

no you

I think I was flying in my dream... on hot air balloons.

Arandor the mosquito on a hot air balloon.

I dreamed that aliens invaded Earth. It went something like this. I don't know how it happened, but something strange started happening on the planet: about half of the animals completely lost it and started showing aggression towards people. It's probably because I watched "Zombieland" the day before – the animals' behavior was exactly like the zombies in the movie. Only they looked perfectly normal, not like zombies, except there were some completely incomprehensible creatures, possibly extraterrestrial. And I was like a ghost hunter (by the way, also inspired by a movie, there was an episode related to Ghostbusters). Only instead of a big vacuum cleaner, I had an iPod that performed the same functions, and instead of ghosts, there were rabid animals. I could suck some creature into my device, or I could release it. I remember a scene from the dream: I was in a small house on the beach near Yevpatoria, where I had recently vacationed. Only there was nothing around – just my house in the middle of the sand. And inside the house, somehow, two enraged giraffes appeared – I don't know how they fit in there – and they started running around the room, hoping to bite me. It was quite a sight! But I put them in my iPod, not letting them fulfill their primitive desires. Before that, there was some other episode. I was again in a small house, unfamiliar to me, in the middle of the forest. Two squirrels were walking around the house and gnawing on nuts. Then two creatures came, vaguely resembling squirrels – maybe mutants, maybe alien beasts. They wanted to bite me, but I somehow managed to deal with them. I even ran away from them, although they moved several times faster than me. After the giraffes, I found myself on a road next to the sea, but separated from it by a high cliff. Different people were walking in one direction, and I was among them. The people weren't walking close together. The sea was on the right. I don't know what exactly happened, but someone among these people somehow deceived me. Maybe they stole my things. Maybe they stole a car, like in "Zombieland." I took off my sandals for some reason and threw them into the sea. I even regretted it a little – I had been wearing these sandals for so many years. And I walked on. Then I found myself in my first school. I walked around three floors, and only on the last floor, at the very end, did I meet a living person – my class teacher. She didn't smile at me, just looked at me, said something, and gave me a piece of paper. On the paper was a list of rooms that I apparently needed to visit. And all of this was undoubtedly related to the alien invasion, which everyone already knew about. In the next scene, I was near a spaceship. It was either on the roof of a building or just on the street. There were people there... and aliens? I didn't know. I only knew that there were several competing groups with different opinions, and they were deciding something. They were coming to a consensus. As far as I understood, some of the groups were human, and some were alien. I needed to join one of the groups, even the aliens, but I didn't know at all what they were like, what opinions they represented, what they were even doing there. I didn't understand anything at all. In general, some processes took place, issues were resolved, and as a result, I watched aliens come out of the spaceship. They seemed to be naked, the canonical green color, about the size of a human. The first was some woman. How I understood this – I don't know, I don't even know if she had breasts, for example. It seemed like she did. I also realized that she was an ordinary "civilian," a peaceful resident of her home planet, migrating to Earth. A woman approached her – she seemed to be about the same age, 35-40 years old. She poked the alien with her finger and said something urgently. It seemed like she was about to go crazy. The alien replied to her in Russian. I thought that they had been given knowledge of all Earth languages in their brains while they were flying in the ship. In general, as many aliens came out of this relatively small ship as there were people on Earth before the whole mess began. At the end of the dream, I saw our planet from a distance and with schematic dots – green for aliens, black for people. The greens settled densely all over the planet, the blacks were also scattered around the planet, but there were very few of them. Probably, all the animals ate them. That's it. It was a nice dream ^_^ The giraffes were really cool, it turned out to be a very funny episode.

I moved a few days ago... and on the second or third day, I had a dream that I was living in the hallway of my building! And I was sleeping in the hallway too, on my bed, and all my belongings were there as well... So, I was sleeping on my bed in the hallway, and all my stuff was lying around like it was in a room, and all sorts of people were walking by... I was very happy when I woke up in my apartment...

So many dreams, and they were all strange. First, I was flying, then I remember a girl, and we were competing in speed or something like that. Then we were diving right on the street, swimming into some kind of room to find something. Apparently, there was a flood. We dove, swam around, and when we were about to surface, ice blocked our way. I barely broke it, and the girl drowned. Then I don't remember what happened, but I met another girl, and she died too. I started to worry that they were dying near me. And in the end, there was a shootout.

I had a dream about fathers and children. It was a big dream, and as soon as I woke up, I started to quickly forget it. At first, some events occurred, which led to my desire to write a book about how parents don't listen to their children, and this leads to bad consequences. I'll immediately say that I wasn't in the role of a child here. And then this book started to appear in my dreams. I was a father, in the most direct sense of the word. I had, it seems, two daughters, or maybe one, I don't remember anymore. But the dream didn't tell about my relationships and, in particular, about how I listen to them. But at the beginning of the dream, while I hadn't "started writing the book" yet, there was an idea that parents don't listen to "stupid, unreasonable, and incapable of independent thinking" children, but they will listen to another adult. I tried to bring this idea to life in my dream-book. I approached some mother who had upset her child in some way and said something to her. And then a complete absurdity happened in the dream. The mother shot me, I was dying, and the moral was that you shouldn't interfere in the course of events, the conflict between fathers and children cannot be eradicated, otherwise it will only get worse. By the way, I don't agree with the above idea, because people generally don't listen to anyone, and the words "children are unreasonable, children shouldn't be allowed to decide anything" are just stupid excuses and only emphasize their selfishness. In addition, the dream considered the problem one-sidedly, but in reality, it's not only that parents don't listen to children, but children don't listen to parents either. This, in my opinion, is in the genes of humanity. Before that, there was another dream. In it, there was a place that I had already dreamed about, and it seems, repeatedly. It's some small snowy area the size of a street. There is a barely visible road around the perimeter, and along one small part of it, there are residential houses. In the middle is a white, snow-covered forest. But I must say that it's not that cold there – minus five degrees, minus ten. And that temperature is always there. Once, I killed some big robot there and destroyed it. And at some other time, it seems, I was on the run there, or maybe I just came to see what was there, because I was playing a computer game with many different locations. But it doesn't matter. Now I got there by climbing to the top floor of some tall, strange building, I would even say, a tower. There were no walls inside, the structure seemed to be round. And small – maybe thirty meters in diameter. There were many people in the tower. I climbed to the top and called a friend to go for a walk in that place of eternal winter. She came, we walked a little there along the houses, and then she started a phone conversation with her parents. After that, she was somehow upset and crying. I, of course, asked what was wrong. She spoke incoherently, so I had to ask several times. In general, the main point of the problem is that she is "against love." Against any love. And now she had a fight with her parents because of this, saying that she told them the truth that she doesn't love them, and they were offended (how unexpected). I still wanted to comfort her and hug her, but she pushed my hand away, as if it were a sign of love. A very strange and unpleasant dream. Because in reality, my friend is not like that at all; she is a kind and sweet girl who loves everyone. And here she stood in front of me, looking at me so unfamiliar. And I suddenly realized that now she has a lot in common with me – because I, although I don't "deny love," believe that I don't know how to love anyone in any way. And why am I having such dramatic dreams? It's just crazy.

I was crying in my dream over a large, dead turtle.

Escaped from a pack of wolves, wandered around London, and even met Gur there, wearing a monocle.