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Had a dream where earth was too polluted so a genius daughter of a scientist was able to discover a planet far away that was able to sustain life, and she helped build the space ship capable of carrying people there over a year long journey. Many young people volunteered to go, adventurous souls. When they reached the planet they discovered it was inhabited by creatures, not entirely unlike humans. Tiny and cute and naive, they welcomed the humans with open arms.

The scientist's daughter though realised that both humans and these creatures could not co-exist on the same planet and so decided the humans had to go home. So she, and with the help of her shape-shifting friend (where did he come from), decided to scare the humans away, creating more monstrous creatures (the shape shifter). In the end, everyone left the peaceful happy creatures on their own, and the scientist and the shape-shifter fell in love.

In another dream I had, I was a teacher at this bizarre school. Another teacher was talking smack about me so I was upset and wanted to go back to my residence for now. The places where people lived were in tiny models to save on space and you had to think yourself small to get into them. And for some reason I went into the wrong house by mistake, a house of strangeness, as if being built so there were tons of trucks in the basement trying to run me over or drop a cascade of metal bars on me, until I managed to get up the ramp, and past this narrow hall and into the bathroom. Gollum (that one!!!) came bounding down the hall through the dark and in that moment my dream self thought oh, I must be dreaming, how else could Gollum be here?. Gollum was happy to see me. I told him we had to sneak up to the top of the building because I had a jolly jumper that could get us out. So we sneaked up stairs and then I used the jolly jumper, a firework rocket of some kind that lifted us up into the air, but we ended up falling not too far from the house.

I think Aragorn and company joined us then and we tromped around and got mud in our boots, I dunno. Aragorn was bitching about his socks being wet.
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He and me walking through Shanghai, laughing, talking, loving one another despite our faults. We walk into a fast food restaurant. I am wearing my dress, the long one, and I tuck the bottom of my dress into my shoes.
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There was this skinny young man who was wearing oversized clothes. He had just gotten a hair cut, so that his head was shaved except for his bangs which were all different colours, but kind of faded out and silver-grey.

There was another young man, his boyfriend even though that wasn't obvious at first, who was lying on the floor, and another who was sitting up and was like, "wow you got your hair cut?" and he was talking to the sitting up young man for a while. And then he just like fell on top of his boyfriend. Like just melting into him, you know, both of them wearing clothes too big for each other so it was like they were the same person in a mess of clothes.

And the other boy who was lying on the floor inspected his hair cut, feeling his shaven scalp and whispered something sweet in his ear and he smiled and I felt so much unconditional love between the two of them, I'm crying even now thinking about it, it was so warm and real.
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Girl writing stories in her top room of home in the future, writing about things in the past, including bubble boy who is in love with "Lois Lane" girl.


Aug. 27th, 2012 10:17 am
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There was this secret FBI agent type who looked into supernatural events like some tv shows out there do, and he was reliving his past. When he was growing up he was a super pacifist, despite the fact he had a large and athletic build that meant he could pound most people into submission. He was a sweet and caring guy, and didn't want to be involved in conflicts. He went to this boarding school, and had this best friend who was a foreign boy who seemed very strange to most of the people in the school and so was often the subject of bullying. But the boy tried to help his friend by trying to say whenever the bullying happened that they shouldn't stoop to his level, that violence was wrong, and it would be better to try and ignore things.

One night though, the bully killed the boy's friend (involving setting his shirt on fire), and then knocked the boy out when he tried to help, and left them in some dark room. (The bully had been edged on and watched by a group of other students, including a snobby, beautiful, cold girl that is also one of the supernatural agents, who the boy when he is older falls in love with - rather complicated past there.) The boy wakes up to find his friend clinging onto life, and the boy has no idea that his friend is dying. He just thinks his friend was hurt, but not that badly.

And his friend tells him, not that he's dying, as he doesn't want to upset his friend, but that: "I'm going home now. Maybe sometimes when you go to sleep no matter where you are, you go home. But don't worry, I'm bringing you with me, I've packed you away in my heart."

And then he dies. And this set the boy on his path to become a gun-toting agent.


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