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Friday, June 3, 2016

Soul trap

6-3-16(yay naps!)

You know it's weird when you know your dreaming about dreaming, and the the dream you is talking to other people about dreaming. So here we go. (Yea..just chew on it a bit)

Im on castle wall(yea like midevil ages). Me and others are trying to reach the tower. Reason being, my soul is stuck in the tower in this swirly black and blue vortex thing.  No, it couldnt just be a weird adventure about climbing up the tower. No. To get to the BASE of the tower, me and my compadres had to slay hoards of zombies. Which wasnt so bad, cuz there were already knught suited up fighting them already. There was just a few here and there that we caught the attention. As we slipped through the zombie hoards, killing some here and there we make it to the base. Upon entering the door, my dream self woke up. There were still zombies, and i was hiding in a nurses office in a school. After it passed, I walked a few feet to a brownish red door. I opened the door, walk in and close it behind me. "Ah there you are" said the teacher. Whats the excuse this time for being late?". "Fresh sleep" i said as I plopped down on the couch. "Ah. Must be nice" he said. "Youve no idea" i said sipping a cup of coffee in a white mug. "Well, before we start, anyone have anything to say before class?" Teacher asked. We were all sitting in a group circle. As he went around people shook their heads. He got to me. "I had a dream about fighting zombies while trying to make it up a tower that my soul was trapped in" i said. He squinted his eyes and cocked his head to the side a bit. "Yea..try to figure that out" I said taking another sip of coffee. "Oook" he said finishing his scan.
*change*

Sitting in a church. There are lots of huge rooms. Each room had a band group from different churches. We were putting on a worldwide viewed show. Everyone was practicing. I was in my own little group. We nervously practiced as we heard the other groups play. We thought we weren't going to be good enough. Plus we were being inspected and judged to see if we could actually make the cut.
*change*

In one the band rooms, there was a guy who looked an aweful lot like one of my friends husband. Him and his group were tearing it up! Rockin out, jumping all over the place. The judges ate it up. As i was walking away i hesrd the pastor talking about the song they sung, on how it actually inspired a movie. Also that he had downloaded a copy for all to watch. I closed the door and began to walk off

4 comments:

  1. علی ممد دستغیب ، اولاد زنا است . این گفته ی یک عارف کامل ، و ولی خداست

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  2. یک جانوری اهل یکی از روستاهای فسا ، بنام روستای " میانده " بنام روح الله محمدی میاندهی ازسال1382تاکنون زندگی مارابه آتش کشانده است . من اهل وساکن اصفهانم . به یک صاحب نفس مراجعه کردم گفت این شخص حلالزاده نیست وحرامزاده است گفتم این چه دردی ازمادوامی کند مامیخواهیم ازاین بدبختی هایی که این شیطان درلباس انسان مارابدانهادچارکرده خلاصی یابیم . ای بسا ابلیس آدم رو که هست * پس به هردستی نباید داد دست

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  3. مراسرچرگوگل بدینجاآوردعلیممددستغیب،زنازادگی اش رانمیدانم امااین آدم شدیدابدنبال این بودکه افرادرابه دورخودجمع کندوهرکس که از دورش می رفت باتوجه به قدرت های روحی شیطانی که داشت سعی میکرد به نحوی اوراگرفتارکندوبه نحو عجیب ، دچارمشکلات عدیده می شدند،مریدانش که میگفتندخداآنهارامی زند ! ولی بعد که خوب دقت کردیم و با چندین وچندتن از فراریان ازجمع برره ای اینهامصاحبت کردیم همه گفتند خود علیممد هرکه را از قلعه اش فرار کرد را گرفتار می کند . علیممد ظاهرا دم از خدامی زند اما طوری افرادرا گرفتار می کند که هیچ جادوگر و۲عانویس ومرتاضی چنین برسرافرادنمی آورد

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    1. ئن نیستم من را درک کنید. شاید ترجمه من شکسته است ؟

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