(repost + more)
I was shooting my finger gun at the foxes and rabbit phantoms at the start and I sensed something behind me. I turned around and a woman was slithering up to me. Maybe snake-like, maybe not. I tried to swing my sword at her weapon but it went limp. I tried another but it wouldn't connect to her weapon. I tried grabbing it but could not. Then she was talking to me about how she wants to play a game with me about tying or weaving the best knot with her rope. I spoke like I was charmed by her but said I can't even interact with her stuff. We were now in a house and I went to side-walk away, but she followed me. I pushed her waist and said she's creepy, but she followed. She said, "I'M creepy?" In an argumentive yet soft way. I noticed ripples in her face moments before, and the spooky dream music had begun, inaudible, but I knew it had begun. We walked along side each other and my eyes never left her and I hissed. I snarled like a wolf. I may have woke up snarling

They started climbing on top of each other and would stand on other ones in the crowd and form huddles above them. A voice in my head said, "it's said to never get an erection at the end of the world, a jew will take it as a sign". I couldn't help it though. At that moment I started getting hard, but I started to feel uncomfortable when I thought about my boner pressing up against a random jewish stranger in the crowd.

I returned them to the employee, then a man called to me and began showing me little spots of damage on the cover. In some instances you could only see the damage if you tilted the case properly. I was irritated and said, "next time I come, is there a way I can ask for a cover that's designed to be used? Cause I could wrap a video in the dead sea scrolls, but.." he led me to the back to his wife, who wore very expensive clothes and "spoke" to me alone. She didn't say much, if anything. She did exclaim "oh!" and unraveled a bag from another bag. For some reason my tone completely changed and I complemented her on her appreciation of fine things. She stores carrying cases within cases, clearly out of my league, but without a hint of sarcasm. She was pleased and led me to her husband and spoke to him. He then turned to me, who was now Morpheus in different clothes or whoever the main black guy in the matrix was. We shook hands, both with a very soft gripped and smiled. When I left it was like a voice in my head said, "he played by the rules"

I got done flooding the first level of the temple in the video game and I was grabbing some water tokens and moving zelda-like tiles to not block the water button. An old coworker appeared and said, "what are you doing here anon? Like what are we doing?"
I was driving the vehicle back. It was part of the job. I backed into a gas station but I didn't know if I should fill it here, or there.
Mom was driving me to college. Everything was done and I was passing time so I was just gonna pop in some headphones and wander.
In a blue/dark grey, maybe padded game room. Two women were playing ping pong. Every time the woman returned the serve I would catch it and I started throwing it at the other woman's head while grinning. It was still in the range of annoying playfulness, but she did turn around and expect one of them and the ball broke on her cheek. She tried serving it again and it shattered as I grinned and was chewing on the crushed ping pong ball in my mouth.
Was helping Mom with dinner. Brother came home mad.
Something about "as within, so without", and it showed an image split in 3 panels. On the left looked like a middle aged man in uniform in the 50s. The middle picture was unknown. And the right looked like a pencil sketch of a young boy in military clothes and helmet in WW2. Reminded me of something you might see in the history book about hitler youth or something, but maybe not.
Men on the radio were arguing the traditional held beliefs about combat sports and brain damage, talking about black belts.

Me and a chick came through the window maybe of my professor's office. I wanted to see how I did. After he was a few minutes late I said, "well I guess the teacher isn't coming today." And she replied, "no he isn't", while she was looking at her phone. While walking through the halls I bumped into an old buddy. He was collecting funny end of school IDs. At the last day we got a new photo and ID for some reason. He laughed while showing one off, where most of the picture was a guy's puffy hair. I compared my new ID with my old one. I had some joy in my old one, where now my facial hair and hair on my head were long and unkempt, with a ghastly expression. I was on the bottom floor and an old friend asked if I've seen the blight guy anywhere. I said, "this is my last day of senior year and I don't think I've ever seen the blight guy". They laughed and were surprised.

Cartoon of a man upstairs telling the elephant to do something downstairs, maybe watch his language. The elephant replied with something like, "how did it go from bazinga bad to oh shit nigger?" But this dream may have been completely made up except for the first image box (like a fill in the blank dream)

I don't remember a lot of the specifics, but I know I had a bad feeling about that priest as I walked by him. Like if I stopped to look in that mirror to my right, I may be assaulted by demon faces. I looked anyway as I walked. Didn't see anything unusual. The priest smiled at me and I smiled back. I asked my mom to hurry and call the police! I described my feelings about the priest, then the news came in that he wrapped his arm around him and melted onto his body at the crosswalk. It was like 2 religious groups discussing. "I've heard the seismic dating cannot be trusted". Another agreed. "Where can be place our faith, if not in truth?" A political cartoon on people with wings in heaven. A picture of a reptile the size of a truck. "5 people could probably handle that snake". "You are clueless about physics and throwing weight around if you think 5 people can handle that", another replied. Scene of a few boys chasing their pet around the house unsuccessfully. Stars dropping to 2, even 1.

We had spent some time there, so it was time to repair the roof and clean up. I was in the garage sorting through the bookmarks to "my life", mostly feeling sadness when looking at my school notes. Other members were investigating my sister's events. Looking for what went wrong (I believe). My dad told me it's time to stop, and I said that I want to finish up this section. He just stopped and stared at me for a very uncomfortable length of time. Brother went on a date with some Asian chick and brought home meat, but it was kind of gross. We got a phone call about something. We peeked our heads in the master bedroom and wrote down the code, 3316 (I believe). Some strange woman appeared and started talking shit I couldn't understand. Anyway, I was walking on the roof, proud of my work. Later on a buddy came over with I guess angel dust. I never tried it before, so I was like sure I'll try it. He mentioned a group of women took it in the woods and came out, not remembering they took it. I hesitated for a moment, not wanting to put unnecessary strain on my head, but I was like eh it'll be fine. Some time passed and I wasn't feeling much. My buddy asked if I wanted anything from the store, and I was like, "yeah man grab some beers and smoke this stuff and we'll have ourselves a party!" We both awkwardly laughed, then I decided to go on a walk in the woods. Have to shit brb

He was on a hill, looking at an advertisement for "Bob's", which was some veiled threat talking about checking his email or some shit. The streamer stared at it for a second, then went to take a bathroom break. I was like, this is just blatant targeting innit. Like the meme of some games just being a cover for Bitcoin mining. There was some other sign talking about the non-human enemies of the ukrainians, and how someone showed resistance to their weapons. I was like, sure ok bud, then walked down the hill and did some thinking. Laid on a couch and did some imagination and analysis.
I didn't eat anything in the dream, but my head storyline said I just finished warming up a bowl of bread and chili. I went to warm up more and there was hardly any left. Mom hasn't even eaten yet! So I put it away. Then I saw my brother warm up a whole tray of it, loaded with meat. I checked the freezer for something to eat while my mom and brother talked while some girly anime music or something started playing. I spotted something blue and excitedly thought it was cigarettes, but it wasn't. Didn't know what that was.

I was in the back of a van, with the driver and front passenger being my coworkers. We got to some sandy desert place, and some Saudi-looking soldiers join us and they go on an enthusiastic charge and shoot mission against a government. Some time passes and I see them do like a hero charge, but our mission was complete so we didn't push with them. I kinda watched in sadness as they got beat up and captured so I fired my rifle at the guy, but my bullets didn't do shit. He runs up on me as I'm still firing into this guy and the dude laughs, "why does your gun not hurt at all?", but one bullet does burn into his chest and he paused and goes, "ok that one..". Anyway I get in the the van and we drive away. My coworkers almost had a "comedic - we just take it easy and things fall into place" attitude that annoyed me. They didn't drive fast. When asked why the gun was a piece of shit they just made a joke about how the brand is cheap, like it was just one of their classic mistakes of trying to save some money. They said the other guys fighting with us were retarded though.

I went to an eye care store to use the atm looking machine to schedule an appointment but it was down that day. Some Asian guy used it right after me and his screens looked different than mine, but I didn't think anything of it cause the terminal machine thing had multiple uses. I went to the ladies behind the counter and asked if I had to pay for the pack of cigarettes here or at the front of the store. She said here and had a receipt ready. At first it looked like 40 something dollars. Then wait, is that 115 dollars? "The cigarettes are 50 dollars", she said, so I laughed in her face and said no and walked out. Figured I'd buy them at the gas station.
Got in my car and was driving down a 2 lane road. I double checked to verify that it was a one way road that split in two paths. I went right, but there was a guy up ahead in the left road who was driving the wrong way.

My dad was talking to me, saying he was really proud and he knows it's not easy. I thought I failed a class and didn't share his enthusiasm.
I was at my old job. The security chick told us to write down our list of responsibilities so she can watch us on the cameras and report us if we are slacking off. I just went and took a nap on the concrete.
Something about the UK thinking about killing the 2 black sheep, or maybe changing their flag to the black sheep flag, idk

He began calling out the spirits of his bard Gods or something and as he did it, more layers of music were added. It sounded like shit.
Honestly there was a big adventure last night in my dreams but I can't really piece together anything. Just bits of scenery here and there. Actually I don't even know how many bits I remember. I just wanted to post that cause it's mildly amusing

He asked me if I knew where his ID and card are. I had just moved them cause I was doing something and said it should either be in your wallet, or this spot, or that spot. He said ok and started moving. Then I was baking next to my mom and she told me how she doesn't celebrate Easter. I was shocked to hear my mom say this. I asked her, "what do you mean you don't celebrate Easter?" She replied, "oh you know, painting the eggs and stuff. It's creepy"

The blink 182 guy came over and were like hey buddy! I was like oh wow in highschool you guys were my favorite. I hugged Mark, but Tom looked like a woman and hugged like a woman too.
The third guy was like a 7 foot golem. Not a /pol/ golem meme, but an actual human-golem man, who looked like his body and face had been burned previously. A real hard ass looking guy. We shook hands and he asked me if I remembered what I did. I didn't know what he was talking about so I said no. He just kind of looked around over my head and said, "ah yeah, that was some great stuff".

I got to the title screen and I went, "nope, I'm not watching this", so I sat with my eyes closed waiting for the screeching to come and go. It showed maybe a room in the sewers, with the ladder going up in the center. Maybe a trailer park house. Maybe a prison. Someone asked if you feel weird watching this knowing he's living in prison.

I went outside at around 5:30pm and the storm clouds were so dark that it was as if the middle of the night was about to fall on us. I ran inside with excitement to get my mom to come look. My friend came to hug me and my brother and mom. My mom said something about my friend's loose shirt, how it was considerate taking a break from his partying to visit us after what happened. (Idk maybe someone died)

I was working at a store, almost running people over with a forklift, being kind of dumb. Then I was on a building and some dude was cuddling up on me big time. I was like, "this feels pretty gay". Then we heard the call and everyone packed their bags and run to catch up with the commanding officer. Idk I couldn't operate well and the gay dude, now in full military clothes was like, "hurry up man". I bust through the door without shoes on and it was like a warehouse recruiting office for the Marines. They told me to wait in the other room until I'm called. They called my name, "astigmatism", then I remembered as I walked in again, "ah fuck that's right, I already was denied entry to the military, this recommendation doesn't matter". But I went in anyway, still struggling with my pack. The recruiter chick was pretty hot. Piercing hazel/brown eyes, dark hair, light skin. She seemed like the kind of chick that you would have no problem with being just coworkers (some more masculine features, marine girl - probably a sloot), but still could get in your space and do whatever she wanted with you and it would be hard to protest. We were chatting and in my head I was thinking about how I could make a positive change in the world. But then I was like, "ahh wait I'd have to fight for the huge mess of the US' interests. This world is so fucked up though, I could just pretend it's different and kill people and God probably wouldn't care". I was imagining getting sent over seas into the destroyed cities, like entering an arena at the Olympics, foreign nations displaying their most advanced weaponry.

Something dropped that would buff my damage and it was like commentary about how when Jesus gets a buff it's more scary than when quick anon gets the damage buff.
Or something like that.
Then a game of thrones dream

My mom called my name and said, "anon, there's pizza chunks all over my closet and bathroom". Remembering my over drinking, I got up and said, "sorry mom I messed up again" and started crying. She asked, "are you feeling better now?". And I was about to explain how I definitely don't need to puke but I'm not sure how many syllables left my mouth before the dream ended.

It was a slightly different reality, but Trump was playing a space game with the youth and the memes were fresh. I said, "this country has been damaged severely since 2016 and for no good reason". Then it was like an AI generated movie of being inside a box shaped temple with a blue demon appearing. I'm not 100% sure human sacrifice was going on. But it was suggestive of such.
>Note: I say box shaped temple cause at times it was like there was a clear box around me that perhaps, well I'm not sure how to describe it.
As I write this, I'm doubting if this was actually a dream, and maybe my imagination was firing off. But I definitely remember the scenes I am describing, the only reason I'm doubting it because it's a bit too "this is what I'm talking about", and is susceptible to my conscious brain taking over. But really this is all nonsensical, because it definitely falls in place of being a dream, and if there was any conscious tomfoolery, it was when the temple scene replayed and I opened the double doors to see the shadows

I started petting my dog's head and I noticed a couple things. He wasn't a dog at all. He looked kinda like E.T. but with pink skin, thick eyebrows, and an attempt at a human hairstyle (but a bad one tbh).
I said, "he's such a s...silly guy" as I pet his head. His appearance startled me but I stayed polite. I said, "It looks like we both could use haircuts" and he reclined back in the seat and closed his eyes in the sun

>details are a bit fuzzy and events might be arranged incorrectly
A family lived on a ranch.
And the shooting was good.
The living was good.
Until it was not.
A nearby rancher led his bulls by, and the family's bull kept jumping the fence to join his.
It was as if the whole ranch would be trampled.
At some point in the dream I recognized that the events were described in music.
As I pondered this, the voice on the radio repeated, "I'm Satan, I'm Satan, I'm Satan".

A guy in a truck bumped into a house, and the guy in the house asked, "you bump into someone?". The guy in the truck started sarcastically yelling (implying that of course houses can't drive). Then the house drove away.

I visited the family and I began to cry to myself, so I hurried to take a shower to hide my shame before meeting them.

The Malcolm in the middle kids were running some scam, pretending that they were digging for treasure, but instead were, I'm not really sure. Then one of them (he may not be one of the kids) went, "oh wait. I left the campfire going over at (...). I started the wild fire. Oops! Well, it's time to go!"

At some point in the dream I started praying for forgiveness for how I am at festivals.

For a second I was in a boxing ring and I kept advancing while my opponent retreated. I imagined doing some theatrical flashy knockout punch.
I was back on the road and the radio was talking about the fight. One guy delivered, "an absolute weezer of a punch" (whatever that means). He lowered down, glanced away, then sprang up to deliver a shot to the chin.
Then there was a storyline about me or the fighter getting airdropped help, but it wasn't like David and Goliath, cause they didn't send a small pouch of rocks.

>For a second, the opponent was definitely biden's son, but there was no indication it was biden's son except for the thought just coming to my head

>O’Hexa still lives.
>More to follow.

She said, "I heard you were in the middle of depression".
I replied that it would be very bad if I was in the middle of it.
She laughed and said that was a funny joke.
Then I was saying some stuff to my dad and he said something like how he's tired of my problem.
I flipped out on him and yelled that it isn't my problem.
He apologized and explained that wasn't what he meant.

Me: there's probably chefs way better than Gordon Ramsey. He might be similar as a comedian hired to make a statement. He's only the smartest guy in the room.
>Look up and see my brother half snarling at me, looking very ill
Me: I don't want to be around him if he's vomiting
>He points to a spot on the red rug
>I go to the kitchen to find a drink
Sister 1: you know you can always come to mine or your place if you are trying to party
>Me and sister 2 start discussing how alcohol is bad for me and I state how I'm burned out and restricted. Make a statement about God
Me: I mean, it doesn't look good
Sister 2: I don't see him either
Me: I do, for 3 years. It's the most otherworldly exoteric-
Sister 2: haha sexoteric
Me: esoteric. It starts off with being called to sit in front of a mirror, with men in black looking at you, and getting shot in the head.
>Start walking towards my sprite for my cigarette
>Voice is harsh and almost gone
Me: one of these days
>Fumble words around about getting an alcohol drink

>Disregard earlier message.
>O’HEXA spirit is still firmly dead.
>End of communication.

>>212016874
Kjære anon

Jeg husker ikke sist gang

Mvh

Meg

So how do they know the centrifuges were actually destroyed?

But I couldn't tell if it was trying to be sarcastic, cause they seemed like they might be vampire or feasting bugs.
Also there was some bullshit going on in my dream that I couldn't remember, beforehand

>Jews, Muslims, Jeets and Gypsies all get filtered by pork eating
Well well well
Interesting

Why don’t all the wagies just work together and overthrow the billionaires then distribute the loot?

So what exactly is stopping China just flying awacs in the Persian golf and forwarding all aircraft targets to Iranian ground anti air systems?

>Fordow nuclear laboratory is 90 meters below the center of a mountain with an elevation of 2752 meters. Meaning the laboratory is 2842 meters below the top of the mountain. All of it hard bedrock.
>The max depth penetration of the GBU-57 bunker buster is 60 meters (assuming soft sediments)
How exactly is the Air Force going to take it out from the air? Mathematically speaking.

If Mossad took out Khameni and brought back his war ring, and Bibi started wearing it around as a trophy, would that be the biggest flex for Jews?

Kjære staten.

Avslutt.

Mvh
Anon

>>935927747
Set alarm for 9am to get drunk.

One of the tv news shows should hire Assad as a studio analyst giving his view of the situation like one of those retired footballers in the pregame football studio

/pig/ explain something to me.

So the American MOP bomb can penetrate down to 60 meter according to mutts, right?

But the lab is 90 m below a mountain of 2657 m elevation.

So effectively the lab is at a depth of 2747 m from the top.

So how the fuck are they going to destroy the lab from the air with that MOP?

And also the MOP can only be dropped by the B2 isn’t that pretty old by now in terms of stealth tech?

Chug explain something to me.

So the MOP bomb can penetrate down to 60 meter according to mutts, right?

But the lab is 90 m below a mountain of 2657 m elevation.

So how the fuck are they going to destroy the lab from the air with that MOP?

And also the MOP can only be dropped by the B2 isn’t that pretty old by now in terms of stealth tech?