Meeting John F. Kennedy
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The dream took place sometime after 1963 during the Cold War. I was in some sort of military base in the winter. As I was approaching a bunker I saw President Kennedy standing just outside the door. I didn't question the impossibility of him being alive or seemingly alive; I was excited to meet him. Perhaps one of the first things I have said to him is how he was killed; I said that Lee Harvey Oswald was responsible for his assassination.
Now that I look back, I wish I had told him something else or expanded upon what I said because of the many conspiracy theories that exist. If I ever meet President Kennedy again in my dreams, I hope to tell him more about his assassination.
Now that I look back, I wish I had told him something else or expanded upon what I said because of the many conspiracy theories that exist. If I ever meet President Kennedy again in my dreams, I hope to tell him more about his assassination.
Dreamception
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I was in some sort of school that was infested with zombies. I was running for my life. Eventually I was surrounded by zombies that were slowly walking up to me. I shouted something along the lines of, "ZOMBIES! Before you kill me I wish to do one thing!" The zombies looked at each other with confusion. For no apparent reason I began to sing and dance and a background song came up. The song was so catchy that the zombies joined in on the dance and eventually many of the zombies joined together in choreographed dance.
Then I wake up. It turns out that I was actually in the middle of doing a presentation in front of the class in a math class; strangely I was attending class during the night and there were only a few other students present. The teacher told me that my presentation was impressive but was completely irrelevant to the course. So I walked away from the front of the class and sat in front of one of my friends. For some reason I had an urge to throw my first to the area just in front of him; unfortunately for him he decided to move his head forward which caused me to punch him hard unintentionally. His face was badly bruised and he was bleeding from his mouth. I apologized swearing that it was an accident. He pulled out a tooth from his bloody mouth and smiled, "Don't worry you only punched out one of my false teeth." Class ended so I walked out.
For some reason I ended in a place that was displaying innovative toilets. One particular display I remember was one where there was small room placed into the ceiling with a toilet put in that bit of room. My thought that that would be particularly useful for assassins. Then a cartoon character appeared out of nowhere and I woke up.
Then I wake up. It turns out that I was actually in the middle of doing a presentation in front of the class in a math class; strangely I was attending class during the night and there were only a few other students present. The teacher told me that my presentation was impressive but was completely irrelevant to the course. So I walked away from the front of the class and sat in front of one of my friends. For some reason I had an urge to throw my first to the area just in front of him; unfortunately for him he decided to move his head forward which caused me to punch him hard unintentionally. His face was badly bruised and he was bleeding from his mouth. I apologized swearing that it was an accident. He pulled out a tooth from his bloody mouth and smiled, "Don't worry you only punched out one of my false teeth." Class ended so I walked out.
For some reason I ended in a place that was displaying innovative toilets. One particular display I remember was one where there was small room placed into the ceiling with a toilet put in that bit of room. My thought that that would be particularly useful for assassins. Then a cartoon character appeared out of nowhere and I woke up.
Cycle
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I woke up in a room of my home. I was walking towards the bathroom when I noticed that my vision briefly blurred significantly; I was having a stroke. Immediately I was running back to where I was screaming for help but my perception of time slowed down more and more as I was running. Then I woke up. This dream repeated two to five more times afterwards. By the time I actually woke up, I questioned whether I was in a dream or in reality.
