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23 OS ot 26 noiabria 2011. Poliot. <PERSON> mamoi. Okazalsia ia v real'noi mestnosti vozle ovraga. Nebo bylo iasno bez oblakov. No tut vdaleke <PERSON>to strannye obrazovaniia po forme napominaiushchie iadernyi grib. Tol'ko zelionogo tsveta. <PERSON>, <PERSON>. <PERSON> vzletet'. Podprygnul i skazal: "veter otnesi menia na sever". Eti strannye zelionye <PERSON>. Itak, veter podnial menia ochen' vysoko, prakticheski vertikal'no vverkh. Dazhe preodolel sloi oblakov. Vniz ia staralsia ne smotret', chtoby ne voznik strakh vysoty. <PERSON> storonu etikh shtuk. <PERSON> pokhodu dela v ikh storonu menia ne nios, togda <PERSON> primenit' metod plavaniia. Sdelal paru <PERSON> i zametil na gorizonte zavodskie truby. Zavod sushchestvuet v reale, no tut voznik gliuk snovidennoi programmy - kuda by <PERSON> <PERSON> i v toi storone tozhe. <PERSON> zanovo. <PERSON> kotorogo vzletal. <PERSON> doroge uvidel sprait mamy. <PERSON> prosledit' <PERSON>. <PERSON> shiol <PERSON> na mashiny ne obrashchat' vnimanie, i oni ne to chtoby <PERSON>, no kak by svorachivali v drugoe prostranstvo ili voobshche ischezali iz vida. Tut kakoi to gruzovik (koka-koly po moemu) <PERSON>. <PERSON> on ot'ekhal, eio tam ne okazalos'. Stal smotret' po storonam. Uvidel sprait mamy, no v drugoi odezhde i <PERSON> s drugoi storony. Podumal, chto eto uzhe drugoi sprait. Prosnulsia. Vyvody: 1. <PERSON> strannoe <PERSON>. <PERSON> zelenyi sgustok mozhno <PERSON> oblakom. 2. Udalos' vzletet'. <PERSON> v vozdukhe poletom upravliat' ne vyshlo. 3. Gliuk snovidennoi programmy - kuda by <PERSON> posmotrel, <PERSON>. 4. Udalos' vernut'sia v son. 5. Sprait mamy ushel <PERSON>. Voznik drugoi sprait s <PERSON> oblikom. 6. Mashiny na doroge svorachivali ne poniat' kuda. <PERSON> v drugoe prostranstvo <PERSON>. 23 LD of November 26, 2011. Flight. Spying on mom. I found myself in a real area near the ravine. The sky was clear without clouds. But here in the distance I saw some strange formations resembling a nuclear mushroom. Only green. I could not understand what it was. I decided to take off. I jumped up and said: "take me north to the wind." These strange green transformations were just in the north side. So, the wind lifted me very high, almost vertically up. Even overcame a layer of clouds. I tried not to look down so that fear of heights would not arise. I looked right in the direction of these pieces. The wind did not carry me in the direction of the case, then I decided to use the swimming method. I made a couple of stroke movements and noticed factory pipes on the horizon. The plant exists in real life, but here a glitch of a dream program arose - wherever I looked, pipes arose in that direction too. Kicked out of dream. Fell asleep again. I returned to the same place from which I took off. Far on the road I saw mom's sprite. I decided to follow her. When I walked along the road I tried not to pay attention to the cars, and they did not even go around me, but as if turned into another space or even disappeared from view. Then some kind of truck (Coca-Cola in my opinion) hid mom from sight. When he(truck) left, she was not there. I began to look around. I saw mom's sprite, but in different clothes and walking from the other side. Thought it was another sprite. Awoke. Findings: 1. I saw a strange cloud in the sky. If this green clot could be called a cloud. 2. Managed to take off. However, the flight did not work out in the air. 3. A glitch of a dream program - wherever I look, pipes everywhere appear. 4. Managed to return to dream. 5. Mom's sprite left tracking. There was another sprite with the same appearance. 6. Cars on the road turned off not to understand where. As if wrapped in another space.

 

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