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2019, 05-24 Regular Dream - Semi-lucid <PERSON> I am in a green place with trees around. I do not recognize it. I look around and I see an old burned out house that may once have been a farmhouse. There is also a burned out barn and a small cabin. The cabin is the only part not burned. I head towards the cabin. When I get closer I see a man with long white hair pulling clothes off of a line and throwing them in a pile in a muddy patch near a spring. He then proceeds to whip out his member and begins urinating all over the clothes. I approach the man and ask what he thinks he is doing? Pissing on someone is clothes? How old is he? Five? Because no one older than that would be acting so immature. The man looks over at me, and in that instant I know who he is. It is <PERSON> from the Dark Tower books, and he is pissing on <PERSON>'s, <PERSON>'s, and <PERSON>'s clothes! <PERSON>! <PERSON> does not do much of a double take, he pulls his gun and says it is too bad I happened to come by here at the wrong time. It is too bad for me, that is. I just laugh. He points his gun at me and asks if I have any last words. I say as a matter of fact, I do. I have three last words. He tells me to hurry up and say them. So I do. I shout them. FUS-RO-DAH! <PERSON> is propelled backwards by the Unrelenting Force shout and crashes into a tree, falling into some tall grass. He struggles to get up. He does so and points his gun in my direction. I use another thu'um, the Disarm shout. ZUUN-HAAL-VIIK! The gun falls from his hand into the tall grass. He is saying he does not know what manner of witchcraft I am using, it will not save me. He is frantically searching the grass for his gun. So I fus him again since once did not get the point across. FUS-RO-DAH! <PERSON> is propelled even farther away. Now he seems to get the point. He turns tail and runs, clearly deciding my witchcraft is too much for him. I retrieve <PERSON>' gun and then go over to the cabin and sit on one of three chairs, I will wait to make sure <PERSON> does not return. After I wait on the porch for a while the three young men return early in the afternoon. They see the pile of clothes and then they see me. I tell them about catching <PERSON> in the process of vandalizing their place, but I sent him packing with a fus to the ass. I say I only wish I would found him doing something bad on The <PERSON>. Then I could fus him right off of the edge! That would be amusing. I decide that will be a future dream goal... fus <PERSON> off of The <PERSON>. Of course none of the three young men know what I mean when I say I fus'd Jonas... I am not sure how to explain it without fus'ing one of them. I do not have much time to think about it before I wake up.