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Place withheld · 2010-06-21 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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June 20 2010 Me and <PERSON> were in an area I later made out to be Austin, though it looked nothing like it, it still later held the metropolitan theme. But now it is not <PERSON>, its just an area me and <PERSON> are in, I never tried to make sense of where I was. We had guns, and I remember shooting those guns into the glass of nearby stores and what not. My clip ran out and I did not know how to reload it so me and <PERSON> were just hanging out in this building and we start to hear something in the room behind us. We go check it out and there is a guy back there holding a door up as cover and just kind of bouncing around. Scared the shit out of me and I got the hell out of there, in the process I left <PERSON> behind, and that is the last time hes in this dream. I flee to this awesome looking fountain thing I cannot remember what it looks like, but it was huge. I feel safe there and continue to explore the area around me until its Austin, in "<PERSON>" there is a "Little England" and a "Little Mexico" I explore both and eventually end up at this platform with 2 stairs attached to it one leading up the other down and there is a nice old man begging for money. I refuse and he smiles and goes on begging to others, eventually I go back to him and ask him how to get to "Little England" he tells me where to go but also tells me of a short cut. I try the short cut and report back to him that its not working. And I cannot really recall much, but I think we got in trouble with the authorities. Next dream I Am at <PERSON> house with <PERSON> first thing I recall is me lying in bed trying to sleep and <PERSON> and <PERSON> try and sneak in to pull a prank on me, I felt it before I knew what it was, <PERSON> mom filled me in telling me it was a fire extinguisher and if she would not have caught them it would have been worse. After that I got up and hung out with them, and I remember telling them the events of my last dream, only the homeless part though and all about <PERSON>. It was humans against super-humans in some soccer game of sorts. I eventually remember becoming a superhuman and am told to punish one of the members for something, the one I had to punish was <PERSON>. I remember swinging from a rope i do not know why, and eventually <PERSON> starts bitching that his legs are tired and he has to piss so I let him go, it was dark outside and we were on a soccer field again. While <PERSON> is gone a shadowy man shows up and we talk, all I remember talking to this mysterious figure about is <PERSON> and I remember seeing him laughing. All I can recall. This is a short one, it was in my house with my mom, little brother and myself. My little brothers friends were trying to see if they could come over and they were having a conversation from across the house about it. I told <PERSON> "Mom does not want them over." so he told them to leave and that is it.

 

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