Monday, October 9, 2017

DAD DIED 01


Dad died at 66 after seeing his brother, Jim Atkins. I think I am assuming dad died in the dream but am not too sure of the details. I saw glimpses of dad, Jim, at our trailer home of 163 & it was only like a second long or very quick, just a short moment, and my feelings and thoughts were random, quick, various, & fleeting. I can barely remember this dream now.
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After my dad died or whatever, I saw myself riding my bicycle down a country road in Hillsboro to play basketball and/or church and/or I don't remember. I was trying to stay on the road and was afraid of trucks hitting me on the small roads with ditches and fields on the side. I was trying to find shortcuts and was not sure which way to go in order to go wherever I was going and that was not clear either. I think I have been on these roads in real life before. I was thinking of turning around to take other routes. http://Twitter.com/JoeyArnoldVN


But then went back and/or I was magically back home with my brother, Rick, in Forest Grove, and maybe Rick was there before dad died and was living there like I was in real life & I was there to see how my brother was doing after the passing of our father. I was maybe mixed in emotions, too. http://YouTube.com/JoeyArnoldVN


This dream, I just had an hour ago in real life, has those 3 parts: first, dad died after seeing Jim Atkins a last time; second, I was on my bike, and third, I was home with Rick. Dad Died Dream: 2017-10-10 Tuesday 8:44 AM PC HCM: JOEYARNOLDVN


My dad is and was and will always be Donald Melvin Rasp, born 1950-09-26, in Los Angeles, California, and adopted in 1952 or 1953 or so into the Arnold family in around Goldhill and later Roseburg. My dad's older brother is Ronald Marinus Rasp, born 1948. My dad's father is Peter Marinus Rasp, 1906-04-14 - 1953-08-14 apx. Peter was born in Amsterdam, Netherlands and was Dutch, probably, and his father or grandfather or maybe ancestors were in Germany in the 1800's or before that it seems. My dad married my mom, Marilyn Kathleen Morehead Hunter Arnold Cunningham Mitchell, born 1951-07-03 in Seattle or around there.

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My previous dream was about me and my 3 other brothers and maybe one of us died. I only have one brother in real life as of right now in 2017, this year, as far as I know.  I live in Vietnam still, too, in 2017, since 2012, but was in Oregon I am assuming today in my dream.

 

Saturday, September 30, 2017

3 Brothers One Died

I was one of the brothers and one died and we talked about it and I went to a new church during a potluck in a gymnasium or big room with tables for a dining hall for potlucks and for Sunday Day School classes and maybe also church services and maybe basketball games with very high ceilings and it reminded me of a few places I have been to or have seen in Oregon and maybe other places as in churches and schools and maybe other places too all in one. they were maybe having a funeral there at that church.







I was there and I was seeing people I knew from the USA and maybe also Vietnam too as in foreigners but no Vietnamese as far as I remember and maybe only white skin people and I was going to maybe sit down with them or with others and I looked around and walked around and then sat at a table near a wall by myself and was trying to plug in my laptop and I was thinking about that and I sat down on one side of the table but then went to the other side of the table or aisle of tables where I could actually plug in my laptop and that was hard to do and I was nervous and not sure what to do but I did that. I walked around, like I said, looked around at people, didn't say anything, they looked at me and they were all talking to each other, I sat down, and then I moved and sat at the other side of the table like I said already.

Later we were in a room, as a family or maybe only as brothers, like maybe just 3 people and maybe a 4th brother died. I was one brother. The second brother was maybe like the brother of Tim Taylor, played by Tim Allen, in Home Improvement. Maybe the brother of Tim the Tool Man was also my brother. Maybe, my brother was his brother and not also him too. THird brother was maybe the voice of Kanan in Star Wars Rebels and also that episode in Psych in season 5 or 6 where there is that guy they knew from high school who married a hot woman but she really did love the geek stuff but they kept that from each other until the end.

There were probably only 3 of us as brothers and maybe just 4th brother died and I think I was one brother and the other two were kind of like that maybe as far as I know and one was sad and we talked about the death and tried to console each other as we tried to make sense of the death of a brother.

Another part of the dream maybe had me at my first house in Oregon where I grew up and or it was a hybrid of many houses and stuff and or I am not sure but there were like dogs and or maybe just one small dog and it came from maybe neighbor Mike Vanderzanden and maybe I helped the dog back home or something and maybe my house was small and or big and not sure where our house was and maybe I was visiting my house again but not sure why and not sure what I was doing in my house and outside my house and the dog and my neighbor who came and went.

Those are the 3 parts of my dream today, the potluck, the small room of brothers, and the dog and other things back at our trailer house and or other things. I am thinking the other details are there too but am not sure how to explain any more than this for now. The dream is slipping away and I tried to write down as much as I can before it is all forgotten. One guy I saw at the potluck may have been one guy that I saw maybe at the 23/9 park in Saigon and also on the OSV Other Side Of Vietnam Facebook group where he maybe kind of defended me against people since 2014 or so in real life. I think I saw him and or it looked mostly like him and maybe nothing else.

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Saturday, September 2, 2017

Missed Train

2017-09-03 Sunday 6:20 AM OTC HCM ICT MISSED BUS DREAM JOEYARNOLDVN:


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 Was living at Camp Kuratli and at the house of Kurtz and was a counselor at Kuratli and these two things happened on and off and at the same time and it included the employment search, registration, interview, and we went off somewhere in PDX Portland or I do not know. But we were on the TRI-MET Max trains and we were there as a Camp Kuratli staff and we got off to transfer or I do not know why. But I got on the wrong train or missed the train as I was on the phone but do not know who I was talking to. I was going to maybe call Kuratli or the Mike or Matt Kurtz and or walk back to Kuratli or to the Kurtz house near Kuratli in this dream but in Vancouver, WA, USA, in real life as Kuratli was in Boring, OR, USA, and we were maybe in or were passinb by Portland, Oregon on trains and or other places.
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I tried to get onto another bus that was going to Kuratli and maybe missed it and I thought about going to my 163 trailer in Forest Grove and I had maybe 3 options of places to go to, Kuratli, Kurtz, and my original 163 trailer house where I grew up in. I am not sure of the other details and I did a lot of thinking and woke up after this.

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Saturday, August 19, 2017

Give Up Land

Ethan Hawke or Tom Cruise in a new Mission Impossible film, number three or seven or a I thought three, Cruise said he thought environment companies were able to enforce a new USA federal law that requires American citizens to give their land rights and property and everything to corporatism or at least government in order for them to keep their land and earth and everybody environmentally safe and to fight against the fake fraud of Al Gore's alleged global warming or climate freezing or heating or climate change and it was a good thing in my dream but not in real life and I do not like it in real life and I saw some kind of preview to a new episode to a famous show like Walking Dead or something at the beginning of my dream at somebody's house on a big TV in a room by myself after a kid allowed me to go there to watch it but I don't remember any more or the rest is too fuzzy now.
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Saturday, August 12, 2017

2017-08-13 Sunday 735AM OTC Criminal Minds Joey

I was the husband of the blond girl team member on Criminal Minds and she was having a baby in my dream and I moved from Oregon or something where we lived to New York and or England or somewhere in Europe like that other girl did in the show.
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I was like training and or working and maybe at a school. I was in cafeteria and gym of both WOLBI NY and ABC at the same time and I was sleeping in a room near the gym which was at ABC and WOLBI NY at the same time and it was mostly ABC and I was talking to my wife on the phone as she was preparing to sometimes go to work while changing her clothes right before hanging up with me and the last time she was on the phone with me she went to live with me and then I awoke and I do nt remember other people. Just me and her and I was sometimes that man and sometimes I was me, JoeyArnoldVN Oatmeal. I was playing basketball too a bit and I was going to look around and visit my old school where I lived and worked and everything and my wife was talking to me on the phone and was coming too. I shot a couple of shots with the basketball while waking up or when I first came and moved there and I was going to visit and take a tour of this new and or old place which was and was not the schools where I did attend in real life and it was also other places at the same time or at different times as I was that one man and or me at the same time and or at different times too.
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Friday, August 4, 2017

2017-08-05 Saturday 640 AM OTC -- LUNCH WITH TRUMP DREAM -- JOEYARNOLDVN

This Saturday morning, a few minutes ago, awoke from my first ever Trump dream where I rode on a motor bike with Trump through small alleys (HEM) and other roads through Saigon, Vietnam.

Trump took me, JOEYARNOLDVN, the Oregon Original Oatmeal Joey Arnold, on a motorcycle motor bike, and we drove around and we were maybe running away from everybody or someone or something and maybe kind of not at the same time. It felt like we were kind of maybe doing a few things at the same time or that our purpose or purposes evolved or was unknown to me at the beginning.

I was listening to the Alex Jones show on YouTube while I was sleeping and it was Friday Day show from the day before which was and is actually still my time since Saigon is eleven hours ahead of EST or NYC time and I was listening through my one working ear phone.

Trump took me to a cafe diner or restaurant like the one I used to go to daily in Tan Phu in 2013 and he said something like what Tokyo Rose said to American soldiers in Japan when they were there around maybe 1945 for World War II and Trump said to me to feel my stomach and to enjoy the food he bought me for that lunch because there is a war coming and I was not ready for it and I was not happy about it at that time.

I thought about Trump and about the wars we may have to fight and continue to fight and I was thinking about what I want to say and what I would say to Trump as he drove me around on a bike before and after our lunch together and I thought about it during lunch too and I was a bit scared as I thought about war and everything and I do not want to starve to death and Trump said I should enjoy the food now while I still can because the war will only accelerate and get worse in the future and I awoke not too long after that I think.



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2017-08-05 Saturday 640 AM OTC -- LUNCH WITH TRUMP DREAM -- JOEYARNOLDVN

Thursday, August 3, 2017

2017-08-04 Friday 650 AM ICT OTC: Saved Boy From Suicide At WOLBI NY Ranch Camp

In this new dream I awoke from a second ago, had me at my former WOLBI NY Ranch camp in New York where I was from 2004 to 2006 back 13 to 11 years ago as it is 2017 right now.

In the dream, I went to my old cabin and stopped a hillbilly boy man from shooting himself in the mouth or something like that. He had either a shot gun or riffle or something in the middle and I went into the cabin and saw him immediately went to wrestle the gun away from him without thinking about it and without waiting. I talked to him kind of after that. Before I went in to save him, I was like at WOLBI NY which was either the college or the camp or maybe both or maybe other things too all at the same time or maybe not. It is hard to explain where you are in dreams.

I was there and the layout was maybe the same and maybe different and there was my cabin or house at WOLBI and there was a barn house outside and this kind of reminds me of Kuratli which was my camp from 2007 to 2008.

I was either talking and or going to talk to people I knew there and maybe new people too and maybe go to work there or something gorever and maybe I saw that people talked about suicide and about how we need to save people from suicide or something and then I went on to do that and maybe other things happened too in my dream.

2017-08-04 Friday 650 AM ICT OTC STOP SUICIDE WOLBI NY KURATLI: JOEYARNOLDVN

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

2011-07-24 TIFF and 25th FGHS




Dreams

9am PST 163 Sunday July 24 2011 I awoke to a dream about my high school which ended with Tiffany Cumbo. I was out around the football field at the Forest Grove High School in Forest Grove, Oregon USA. THere were people out there. There was either sports going on or something to do with music. It may have been a little bit of both. I am not sure exactly what I was looking at. I am not sure of my exact involvement with all of this. I was walking around. I made it up to the front to the parking lot area. I ran into Lionel Liberty and a bunch of other people that I knew from my high school era. We were walking from near the main entrance into the parking lot area. We were walking right towards the second main front doors to the high school FGHS. Suddenly it turned into Tiffany Cumbo's house space #170. It wasn't actually magical. Looking back at it, I I just don't understand how it worked. At the time I didn't think too much of it. I walked into her house. I am not even sure if I knocked on her door or not. I walked to her last room in that trailer at the front of the house, the one that was once her grndmother's. I was thinking about her while the dream was going on. Thinking in a dream is not normal for me. It partially means that I either knew that it was a dream or it means that I was just contemplating outcomes in order to anticipate things and in order to consider manipulating the series of events that are about to transpire. I may have been aware that she already died in real life. That may proof that I knew this was a dream. I am pretty sure I wasn't aware or that I didn't care or wasn't really thinking that it was a dream untill I made it right into her room. Her room was as it was around 1995 when I was around ten and she was about nine, which was when I would hang out with her anyways there then in real life. Her age in the dream was nine and sixteen. She died when she was sixteen in real life. I felt like she was either sixteen or 24 or nine. She would be 24 right now if she were still alive. She wa sa little bit of both. Her room was as it was in 1995 when  she was nine. It was messy. There were toys, clothes, dishes, barbies, and things all over the place. She was sitting on the floor playing with some toys or she was just sitting there in a sad kind of way. She may have been puzzled about dying or something. It reminds me of dreams she had in real life about going through some Disneyland ride that took her into Hell. It also reminds me when we kidnapped her when she was around five and we took her to Vacation Bible School (VBS) one summer day around 1991 or so. Her parents were upset because she got back late, like 8pm maybe that day. Or was that another time? But there she raised her hand and talked about a fear of moving. I got scared then too because I didn't want her to move then. She was scared about many things.

In the dream, after being at the high school, after running into friends, I walked into Tiffany Cumbo's room. I got onto my knees, I looked her in the eye, or I at least tried to. I just wanted to treasure the moment. I was trying to ask her some questions. In real life, I am not sure where she is right now but I do know that I was begging for some answers from her in the dream. I was holding on for dear life. I wanted her to talk to me. I tried my best not to wake up. I can't remember my exact words. I am hoping that the questions were cleaver and sincere. But I woke up just then.

Monday July 25th 2011 I awoke to a dream where I was at my high school again. I may have been allowed to redo high school at the age of 26. It was weird. I had to talk to people. I beg people to let me back. I then ran into some records sheet in the office at the high school. It had a roster list of the students and their statical scores. It wasn't their grade report card. It had other facts. One of the collumns was all about how popular each student was. It was all about how many people liked them. Sounds like Facebook. My eyes were glued on that. I didn't see anything about me because my eyes went strait to Tiffany Cumbo's records which said that around two to three thousand people liked her. Or was it 23 or 32 thousand? But there weren't even a thousand students at the high school when she was a student. I tried pondering that dream while I was still in it. But that was the end of it right then.

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Saturday, June 24, 2017

Cow Herd Over Dirt Bridge & 2 Nude Girls in my City

I was riding my bicycle around my city and I went around to a few places. I'm 32 years old as of 2017, this year, and I grew up in Forest Grove (FG), Oregon, United States of America (USA). In the 1990's, my city had less than 20K people. We live around farms and there are the Cascade Mountains all around us. We can see Mount Hood East of us by over 2 hours or over 40 miles with snow on top all year around. One hour East is the big city, Portland (PDX) and one hour West is the ocean. There are farms and forest around us. In real life, I grew up in a ghetto trailer park, the Rose Grove Mobile Home Community. I grew up in a trailer or manufacture home. I was born in 1985 and our trailer was made around 1983. I kind of felt old riding my bike around. I rode to a few different corners of the city a few minutes ago. I love the fresh air out here. I love farms.
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I went down small dirt roads and the roads were flooded and there were cow herds overtaking the farm roads like gangs and people were with them leading them somewhere. There was so much mud and then I saw that the people mere naked. Two beautiful women were nude too and they were partly covered by mud but then they felt like Adam & Eve in the garden and started to cover up a bit and people were trying to look at the girls in their young 20's. One was probably blond while the other brunette. They looked like babes or lifeguards from Baywatch. It was like a nudist colony and I was kind of looking and I was kind of stuck in the mud too. I saw them on the dirt road as they cross a partly broken bridge over a small stream river. The bulls and cows animals probably had top up and down a little to climb over an incomplete or partly destroyed bridge. I was kind of intrigued by the hopping cows. Others were looking at the women and I started thinking about the women. Part of me wanted the girls to put clothes on. The other half of me wanted to take them to dinner or something. One girl was maybe Jeanine Orr. I think I knew her.
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Some of them like went to a website called Twigged or something were you can look at hot women and jerk off or something. Some Hillbilly guys talked about it and talked and compared porn or something with these women. But the women were simply wearing what others were wearing, the same dress code, which was like maybe nothing or find clothes you can get dirty with as we learn about farm life and learn how to be cow shepherds and lead them around like dogs do. I was there in this dream of mine that I just awoke from this morning in Saigon, Vietnam, ICT Time, 6 AM, Sunday, the 25th of June 2017, this year, as an American in VN. My name is Joey Arnold or Original Oatmeal JSA or JoeyArnoldVN and I kind of forget a bunch of things from my dreams. I like writing about dreams and have written and talked about my dreams since maybe 1995 when I was 5. I really am from a small city but my dream was only a dream. I normally blog about my dreams on Blogger / Blog Spot of Google. I joined Steem last Sunday, Fathers Day 2017. Many of dreams involves going back home and running around trying to figure things out.
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What does my dream mean?
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Please tell Doctor Freud to Dream Analyze my dreams.
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Sunday, May 28, 2017

2017-05-29 Monday 630 AM ICT LEFT AND RIGHT CONTROLLED BY SHADOW I THINK BUT FAMILY TALK TALK NEAR ME

An adult son interrupted his parents while they talked USA politics about normal fake news like democrats this but republicans that and the son started yelling and saying bad words and said but this and that like maybe the left is so good or bad or the right is and it went back and forth in the blame game or how President Trump needs to do this or that and I overheard it and this was like in Saigon and I was walking by the restaurant maybe Mr Ribs in Q4 HCM and they were sitting at like a picnic table or a table outside near the restaurant and they talked politics for a few minutes and I was going interrupt and say the left and right is controlled by shadow global technocratic plutocratic governments that control many countries through banks and people and leaders of both the right and left and it explains why both the established left and right people both hate Trump and everything because both the left and right are one and the same and they have the same enemy which is Trump because Trump is for nationalism and they are for monoculturalism and Luciferianism and many bad things and I thought these things in one second after hearing them talk for a second and then woke up from my dream 630 AM about an hour or more after my Korea Mountains Blew Up Dream this Monday ICT Saigon Vietnam time the 29th of May 2017, me JoeyArnoldVN the English Teacher Original Oatmeal and I was also watching live Fox News on a stream on YouTube as I was dreaming during those 2 dreams and I still am and North Korea did launch a dream a few minutes after my first dream about them and maybe the bombs or bomb fell on Japan but maybe nobody got hit but I think my dream happened before I heard about it on Fox

DREAM NOTES 2017-05-29 MONDAY 6 AM ICT NORTH KOREA BLEW UP SOUTH KOREAN MOUNTAINS LIKE 911

North Korea blew up some South Korean mountains and I heard people scream and saw the mountains go down like 911 but mountains instead of towers going down and tis was a few minutes ago, 5 AM, in my dream, Saigon time here, Monday, at Opera tea, me JoeyArnoldVN on this 29th of May 2017 here in Vietnam and it was a short dream and I just awoke and other things maybe happened in the dream but I suddenly awoke during it

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

DREAM NOTES 2017-04-26 WEDNESDAY 7 AM AC ICT HCM BILL BAILEY AND MY ROOM

Bill Bailey, my 3rd preteen best buddy pal friend and possibly my favorite or best of all time or of pre-college, was moving around and reorganizing my bags and stuff in my room while I was gone or sick or dead and when I came back, in this sleeping dream, I felt sad and angry that he and others were in my stuff or was moving my stuff or was messing with my stuff and things and everything.
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I woke up not too long after that and this dream is just that one thing of me coming home to see Bill in my original room in my first 163 house trailer and I was also asking myself why I was upset after the end of the dream. But I felt bad in the dream still. Bill helped and probably made my room better and more organized and maybe others helped but I still felt not happy with that still.
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Tuesday, April 18, 2017

2017-04-19 Wednesday 6:20 AM AC STORAGE IN PDX FOR MOVERS

Can we always help people with everything? Can we always be there for our friends when they need us when they are moving or when they are having parties and reunions? Where could we meet for reunions? Where can we store our things when have too many things or in the case of emergencies and disasters?
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Storage Movers
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In my dream now, which I awoke from minutes ago, since it is 6:37 AM ICT exactly right now as I type this, me, JOEYARNOLDVN JOEY OATMEAL OREGON ARNOLD RASP MOREHEAD SAIGON VIETNAM UNITED STATES of AMERICA, at the AC, I was like helping people with moving and we were like at a party and reunion and get-together at this inside or indoors storage facility like the outdoors ones my dad worked at or would clean like that one in Vancouver, Washington, USA, but in my dream, this one was across the street from my Forest Grove Oregon library and the library was also the PDX library near the stadium downtown of PDX Portland Oregon.
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I was in one factory or storage place in FG / PDX and it was mostly FG but sometimes it felt like a place in PDX but in dreams it can be both places at the same time.

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I was there like helping people move their things in or out and having parties and reunions and preparing for them and thinking about them and thinking many different things and maybe helping people move in and out or only in or only out and this dream may have had several chapters where I did all those different things where I was helping people move in and then maybe I was helping people move out and then maybe was helping people have parties and returned to the place and maybe went to the library or libraries there in FG and PDX and or FG/PDX or whatever that it was or was not and maybe all these events happened many times or all at the same time and I feel too uncertain right now as my memories of this dream is so confused and jambled or mixed up and everything and it is just like a cloud of haze and I am writing this down because it goes with what I was thinking about in my life and especially yesterday.
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In real life, I was thinking about renting office space for making live Facebook videos and I think about this sometimes as I have made live videos in 2017 and also in 2016 a few times and maybe before 2016 too and have been making videos since I was 10 years old, before turning 11 on the 11th of February 1996. Now it is 2017, so that was 21 years ago and I have been blogging and vlogging and acting and writing and directing and everything since at least then.
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Some of that as an entertainer actor vlogger blogger and English Teacher slipped into my dreams last night, a few minutes ago, as it has before too in my life and it tells me I think about people and care about them and I try to help people and I am pretty smart and fun and creative. Thanks for reading. Eat some oatmeal. Keep some things in storage both online and offline and physically and in other ways too for backups and more. Thanks.

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Friday, March 10, 2017

2017-03-11 SATURDAY 810 AM HOME VIDEOS

In this dream, we watched home videos from our lives. The home videos were from when I was about ten years old which is what we actually have some of in real life outside of these dreams.
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There were settings to the videos. A higher quality was better. A lower one not so clear. A 1080p video is better than 480p for example.
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But the lady woke me up from this dream in real life and she is Vietnamese and she sells drinks outside illegally on the sidewalk or parking lot in front of this Anh Coffee shop at 47 Tran Hung Dao, Q.1, HCM, Vietnam, and she woke me up by hitting or slapping my left foot with her right hand and while yelling and verbally abusing me.
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It makes me sad when people like her do bad things but I should probably not get too distracted from bad people as they are zombies or dead people and I am in an airplane far above that and I am moving on and I got purpose and destiny and should keep going and should not let those things get to me as I got bigger fish to cook.














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