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En sonĝo

(Foto: WordPress.) Virino vekiĝis matene, vekis sian edzon kaj diris:— Karulo, mi ĵus sonĝis, ke vi donos al mi diamantan kolieron en la Tago de la Amantoj. Kion signifas tio?La edzo pensis iomete kaj diris:— Vi ekscios tion en la Tago de la Amantoj.Venis la Tago de la Amantoj. Tiam la edzo revenis hejmen vespere kun pakaĵo mane, kaj donis ĝin al la edzino.Ŝi emocie disŝiris la pakaĵon,…

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[elmekia]

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they are being restrained after fighting with a man who is a rapist that preys on young women. they tough it out instead of giving in and taunt the man, who is enraged and begins a physical assault on them, leaving their face red and irritated. once he is nearly face to face with them (not sure how this worked ??), they stare coldly as they use a stand(?) to rip out his eyes and tongue, feeling nothing for his kind. i think one of his victims was someone i was at least close enough with to know her name, but i don’t remember it now. they might have been defending her.

the 2nd one i don’t want to write in detail about, but i was a boy i think on a field trip, indoor camping?, and was being molested in my sleep by an older woman who ran a local shop ...

[elmekia]

you were at a stand during a festival, working but not much interested. we spoke earlier and i thought you were cute, so i come back again later. you're still working so i bring over drinks for the both of us and stick around to chat with. we get along well. it's getting late and a relative guides you away to wrap things up. on my way home we text. you're kind of an ass, but in a good way; you make me laugh and i like that. we visit each other often.

my mother tells you "stay away from my daughter!"

you don't see me any different. i'm simply myself to you.

"stay away from my daughter," she says again.

you weren't one to follow rules, anyway.

you still come to visit, and although my mother makes her disapproval clear she does nothing to stop you. to her you are the troublemaking festival boy come to steal her daughter away. to you, she's an annoying old hag. to you, i am me.

to me, you are comfort, my closest friend; and if you've come to steal me away, i think that i wouldn't mind that.

[elmekia]

we share a dorm together. we're not particularly close, but we get along fairly well most of the time. he has an art class.

he won't stop coming into my dreams, trying to guide me somewhere. i can't remember where but i know it's bad.

we move into the room next door and rearrange our furniture. we bring in a new couch and it's larger than the previous.

he's come into my dreams again, taken over and guiding me elsewhere. i'm convinced at first, but once i look around i realize something is wrong. what should be familiarity is merely a wood sculpture. i throw it back, angry, and confront him. now i remember he is malicious. he wants to guide me where i'll forget and be of no threat to him.

"you've broken my simulation," he shouts, smiling and baring his teeth to me. "when you awaken, you won't remember anything."

through his words i chant, "i will remember, i will remember, i will remember." my voice is desparate because he's in danger. "i'll wake up and i'll remember what you've done, and what you plan."

he only smiles wider and laughs, laughs until i'm conscious again.

i wake up screaming, and quickly he's by my side. "you're okay, ####. it's gonna be okay." he tries to hold me but my hands are pushing him away. i'm in a cold sweat and there's something i need to tell him. i need to remember. i need to warn him. i remember but i can't form the words.

i wake up.

[elmekia]

i’m losing control

[elmekia]

there's a strange man in the house and i don't like him. it's my grandparents' house and he's sitting in my grandpa's armchair watching tv and i don't like him. the tv is in its old spot before they put it on the wall. he doesn't really do anything bad until i reply to a comment he makes and he doesn't like it. I don't remember what either of us said. I'm in my room in my actual house and he's giving me a warning for trying to go up against him or something but i try to argue with him and then he's pining me against my bed and im trying to kick and scream for my parents but I can barely get a sound out. my parents do come and they're scared and trying to figure out what to do about the man to get him out of the house and then i wake up

[elmekia]

after my mom left the house and went somewhere I guess I was gonna step outside to rake some leaves and all of a sudden I hear screaming down the street for help and I can kinda make out a girl through the trees so I go out front and call her in bc she came into the yard for  a second and i grab the wooden bat by the door and lock the back door but the front won't lock. she's telling me the man is coming and that he just left his house and he's coming so I take her to my car instead and cover her with a blanket but her head keeps peeking out and I'm trying to make sure she's fully covered while still looking like an unsuspicious blanket in the back of the car when the man finally comes into my yard so I get into the driver's seat and start my car and start backing up slowly and he doesn't stop yo talk to me he just keeps walking up to the door so I back out and leave normally and then i was trying to think of who to call while I was driving and then I woke up

jan 2 2020

[elmekia]

forgot to write down a dream i had monday

i was at the thrift store and they had expanded the room they normally have furniture in and set out the cassettes, 8tracks and records out across these long shelves because they had so many. i was browsing the records and i didn’t get very far before i pulled one out that caught my interest. i don’t remember the cover except i think it was white and then the image was in a square in the center but i don’t remember what the image actually was. when i turned it over i don’t remember anything on the back except there were a few little drawings on it. it was labeled with the year 200080. it had a strange long name like a lot of indie bandcamp names and i looked it up on spotify to sample it. it wasn’t a super favorite but i liked it and i thought it was neat enough. it was only 73 cents. the inside of the sleeve was dark - i remember black and red and the text was in white and red. at some point the sleeve itself was rectangular instead of the traditional square shape. i ended up talking with another customer and when i picked the record back up it had a case with some various supplies like sewing thread... i ended up talking to someone and looking at some other things before waking up so i never got to buy it.

i feel like i need to remember the name of it... it feels like i forgot something important.