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10 OS. <PERSON>. (23 <PERSON>' 2011) Sut' neosoznannogo sna byla v tom, <PERSON> tiagoteniia v galaktike stali raspadat'sia i planety, <PERSON> <PERSON>. My so znakomymi byli podavleny sluchivshimsia, tak kak my <PERSON>' po siuzhetu sna na planete kolonii, <PERSON>, i v sluchae podobnoi katastrofy nam bylo ne vyzhit'. <PERSON>' mogla tol'ko Zemlia, gde vsio natural'noe. <PERSON> <PERSON>, kotoryi <PERSON> v real'nom mire kak <PERSON>.<PERSON> <PERSON>, kak my <PERSON> novost', i ponial chto do etogo ia nichego ne pomniu. Ia <PERSON>, <PERSON> <PERSON>, tak kak <PERSON>, kak <PERSON> okazalsia, zato pomniu chto ia vchera doma liog spat', tak chto skoree vsego eto son i vsio proiskhodit v moei golove. Nesmotria <PERSON>, chto eto son <PERSON> prodolzhat' deistvovat' po siuzhetu. Litsa znakomykh, posle togo kak <PERSON>, pomrachneli. Ia poshiol <PERSON>, i poproboval protknut' stolb bol'shim pal'tsem naskvoz'. <PERSON>. Na oshchup' stolb <PERSON>, a kakaia to plotnaia struktura. <PERSON>' tak i ne poluchilos', khotia ia derzhal tak dolgoe vremia. Tem vremenem ia uvidel, chto vmesto moikh znakomykh idut <PERSON> <PERSON>. Ia otoshiol <PERSON> i <PERSON> dal'she. <PERSON>, zakhotelos' proiti skvoz' nego, no v poslednii moment podumal chto ne poluchitsia i oboshiol ego. Prosnulsia, zasnul tut <PERSON>. Osoznannogo sna bol'she ne bylo, no siuzhet byl tot zhe. Ia so znakomymi byl v kakoi-to komnate i my <PERSON> to chtoby vyzhit'. Pri etom nado bylo vziat' s soboi vazhnye veshchi i mne bylo zhalko <PERSON> so svoimi stolovymi priborami: lozhkoi, vilkoi, nozhikom. Vyvody: 1.Osoznannost' byla slabaia. Tem ne menee pro plan vspomnil. 2. <PERSON>' stolb <PERSON>. 3. Udalos' vernut'sia v son. <PERSON>: "skoro konets sveta. 10 LD End of the light. (October 23, 2011) The essence of an unconscious dream was that the bonds of gravity in the galaxy began to decay and the planets, the solar systems began to randomly fly apart. My friends and I were overwhelmed by what happened, since we were on the plot of sleep on the planet colony, where everything is artificially mined, and in the event of such a catastrophe we could not survive. Only the Earth could survive, where everything is natural. Despite the plot of the dream, I walked along the boulevard that exists in the real world just on Earth. Then I began to recall how we learned this news, and realized that before that I did not remember anything. I tell my friends that they should not be upset by this catastrophe, since I do not remember how I ended up here, but I remember that I went to bed yesterday at home, so most likely it is a dream and everything happens in my head. Despite the understanding that this was a dream, I wanted to continue acting on the plot. The faces of my friends, after I said this, became gloomy. I went ahead of them, and tried to pierce the post through with my thumb. Himself turned away from the post. To the touch the post was not concrete, but some kind of dense structure. It did not work through the poke, although I held it for a long time. In the meantime, I saw that instead of my friends there were three homeless-looking peasants. I moved away from the post and moved on. Ahead was a house, I wanted to go through it, but at the last moment I thought that it would not work and went around it. Woke up, fell asleep right there again. There was no longer a lucid dream, but the plot was the same. I was in a room with friends and we invented something to survive. At the same time, I had to take important things with me and I was sorry to part with my cutlery: a spoon, a fork, a knife. Findings: 1. Awareness was weak. Nevertheless, I remembered the plan. 2. It did not work to pierce the post. 3. Managed to return to sleep. The plot was the same: "soon the end of the light.

 

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