Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

Wow, what a greedy guy, you can tell he's a hikikomori.

Actually, in my dream, I didn't care at all, and besides, I knew that's how it should be. And even if something shouldn't be there, I would still allow it, if someone wants it.

In the yard of my house, there was a huge stump. In reality, it doesn't exist. Its diameter was about two meters, and its height was about three meters. Once, it was a large tree. My grandfather and I decided to make the stump shorter; it seemed too high to us. We took a saw, went outside, and started sawing. But something went wrong, and my grandfather went to get an axe. The axe was approximately like this. We started taking turns chopping the stump. But then, some clown (literally) appeared and started talking about the rights of trees. We didn't listen to him. Then, this psycho started throwing bombs at people walking in the yard; several explosions occurred, and pieces of the poor people flew in all directions. My grandfather and I, of course, stopped. He continued to spout nonsense and throw bombs at people. I couldn't take it anymore; I grabbed the axe and ran after him. He started running away. He ran into a small passage between two houses, and I, picking up a couple of stones along the way (similar to gravel, but twice as large), ran after him, trying to hit him in the head with the stones, but I didn't succeed. In turn, he threw bombs at me, but none of the explosions hit me. Continuing to run after him on the rocky road, I felt that I was running on stones barefoot and hurting my feet; the pain was really felt as if it were real. The clown turned out to be fast; I could barely keep up with him. After running about five hundred meters, he ran around the corner of one of the houses. I followed. Suddenly, out of nowhere, his clown girlfriend appeared. I knocked her head off while running and hurried after him. Apparently, he was counting on her to hold me back and decided to catch his breath, leaning against the wall of the house. Ha! But that didn't happen! The clown turned out to be a girl. She started saying something again, telling me not to kill her, trying to seduce me, and reached into my pants with her hands :O, but I didn't listen and simply chopped her up with the axe. The end.

I dreamt about the X-Men, but their team also included characters from Mortal Kombat. At first, we were storming an apartment, and I was Cyclops. I remember activating my visor, and everything turned red, but there were also some other bonuses, maybe like infrared vision and various numbers. I let two others go ahead of me and entered third. After that, the scene changed and kept changing. Sometimes I saw a view of the street, sometimes the apartment, sometimes something else. Krang and Shredder appeared, and I was glad because I was tired of the other villains, lol. I don't know where the Crisis Protocol came from. At the end, I remember that part of the team went somewhere (maybe to fight Shredder), and the rest stayed at the base (it was a bit like Krang's base). Then some weird thing emerged from the ground, resembling a tongue of flame, and dragged us underground, straight to HELL. I looked at the map window and the list of characters who were in that base. That's when I saw the guys from Mortal Kombat, and there were also many new X-Men. I remember seeing myself in that list (I was still Cyclops), Sub-Zero, some girls with Asian features, maybe Nightwolf, and someone else, I don't remember. I remember that I wasn't very happy because there were few familiar faces, and I was also curious how Sub-Zero could help in hell, since it's hot there!

Guys, recommend some good stuff, because all my dreams are just typical everyday stuff, nothing supernatural or unusual.

What’s needed here is not just skill, but love and genuine enthusiasm.

What's needed here is not just skill, but love and genuine enthusiasm.

Perhaps I'll try Nebki's approach.

The Arandor option is also good.

I dreamt about a train and Imaris. We were sitting there, rustling our tickets. Everything was fine, the sun was shining, there were people around, Imaris was sitting across from me, I turned around and looked behind my seat. Then I put my hand in my pocket and took out some junk that looked a lot like a key, the kind that opens building entrances. And it started attracting my ticket.
Then Imaris stood up and said, "hide it." I asked why the chip was attracting the paper. And he started talking some nonsense about how you can't put the chip next to the ticket, plus a monologue about traveling without a ticket and a controller from above. Of course, I took that chip and put it next to the ticket, everyone grabbed their heads, and I felt a headache in my dream, and then I woke up.
I didn't listen to Imaris %)
Cool.

Don't you know that you should **NEVER, EVER, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES** hold something that looks like a key fob, used to open building entrances, up to your ticket?
If you hold that thing up to your ticket, you'll lose your ticket. And then what will you do? The conductor will ask for your ticket, and you won't have it. And that's it, you're caught, you're in trouble. They'll kick you off the train and take you to the police station, and we won't be able to travel with you, and I'll be bored. But you won't be bored at all with the police, believe me.
Never hold something that looks like a key fob, used to open building entrances, up to your ticket. Never.

What he wrote and why.

=)))
And Imaris confessed to me yesterday that we are both clowns. Now I think about it day and night. Day and night.

=)))
And Imaris confessed to me yesterday that we are a couple. Now I think about it day and night. Day and night.

He's kind of slow, the others came to that conclusion a long time ago.

Mona, why do you believe me? I am a clown.
Never trust clowns!

This doesn't apply to everyone else, though.