12/13/16
I dreamed about being arrested after I shot some policemen. I met a childhood friend there, we had languages classes in the jail, could watch soccer on a small television, and even go to university for 3-4 hours daily.
12/14/16
I dreamed about my old man, he passed away a couple months ago and I am thinking of him very often lately.
The dream was a completely nonsense bullshit that I really can't remember much, except from a 'scene' that looks out of place, like it is not supposed to be there. The only one 'solid' part in this dream was a meeting with my dead, when i realized he is dead. I cried a river while he hugged me, what does not match with the rest of the dream, lol. He vanished shortly later and I can't remember shit again after this moment. ]: It was a cool dream, after all.
12/18/16 - There are a couple of guys with fishing rods in the pavement. They were fishing something that was on the other side of the road. Me and my family were passing by with our car, and messed with their fishing lines. They were damn aggressive and made we stop until we pay for their new lines/fishing rods. We stayed at a parking lot nearby trying to convince them not to break the car glasses' as payback. A famous brazilian comedian showed up and helped with this task, but I woke up before I could see what happened
12/22/16
I was home alone and some friends dropped by to invite me to a party at a top of a hill near my house.Shortly after a guy resembling Bob Marley on steroids, his wife and kid appeared and asked if they could do shamanic rituals in my house. Since I would be away for some always and I seemed to know the guy, I said ok.
I went to the said party (and of course I climbed the hill in like two seconds), but had to go back home because I forgot something. When I was preparing to climb the hill for the second time, I noticed it was divided in like three sections:
at the bottom it was a cemetery D:, next it looked like it was a store selling all kinds of vintage audio equipaments (microphones, recorders, sound systems, etc). There were two childrens there, one trying to eat AA batteries, and of course choking with them. I came up and tried to help them, without success. Then I seek for the shaman guy for help and brought the children to my place.
A guy
like this (but with the looks of a villain from an clint eastwood western movie) saw and as FUCKIN' PISSED. He and his friend, a fat bald guy dressed
like this, came after me holding guns. I told the whole thing to the shaman inside my house, and he grabbed a massive peace of wood he had with him this whole time apparently. Those tho guys tried to enter the house, but as soon as the fat opened the door, he was slammed by our hero Bob. The fight took place outside and this poor man got rekt lmao, but the bearded one managed to use his gun as a meele weapon to smash the shaman face. Then he just shot him in the face D:
I watched this from my window, quickly took the shaman's wife and son and got the fuck out of there. As we run, they told me the two assholes were the parents of the children I tried to save, were two piece of shit people living nearby and no one liked them. I woke up in the middle of this run and thats it