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One dream I've been having a lot recently has been weirdly interesting: I'm on a really tranquil Irish meadow that's surrounded by trees, the meadow has calm sheep grazing, short old stone walls and a stone church on hill in the distance. I walk around the field and start killing the sheep with a knife, sometimes I'm talking, like I'm instructing a person on how to effectively kill the sheep, I aim for the nape, trying to behead the sheep, but the knife is too blunt so it only exposes the vertebrae and blood sprays everywhere. There's a large grey wolf stalking the tree line, sometimes it accompanies me when I exist the brush to reach the meadow. The last time I had the dream I saw the wolf enter the church and when he exited his mouth and chest was covered in blood—like he had killed something inside the church, I assume the priest. The dream is very strange because of the contrast between the tranquility of the field (it's cool, a lot of moonlight, the sheep make little noise) and the goriness of the killing (it's really graphic and bloody); when I wake up I always feel strangely relaxed. I had a pretty interesting dream awhile back but it wasn't violent but it was pretty soulful. I was on a raft with the grim reaper and we were just sailing across the ocean. I think we mainly sat in silence but we did talk about mundane shit. He was controlling the raft so I just sat up front looking for landmasses and relaxing. Eventually we came across a small island (like 5x5 meters) with Dracula (or a classic looking vampire?) biting the neck of the blonde woman and the Grim reaper yelled at him and then slashed at the sand of the island causing it to sink. [1/3]
