Was in room watching preview for a new video game. Was man with two women, minutes later I was woman with 2 other women and a man, I touched myself but felt no sexual stimulation what so ever (Normally in a dream where I touch my penis I can actually "feel" something.) I turn back into a man, relatives come over. I received money from a grandparent or older uncle to go to chicago for a few days. I go outside and start my car (which was a brand new lancer), drive around the parking lot but I see some sort of school activity. There was a contest booth so I decided to enter the contest. After a short while the winners were announced and I won the contest. I walk up to the booth and say "I'm Ryan". The winnings were the chance to be in a pop-stars music video, I think it was jessica simpson or mandy moore or some bullshit like that. I see my friend Ian in the dream, we didn't talk. I go back to my car and somehow my nice new car was transformed into Ian's piece of shit 1988 plymouth horizon. I didn't notice anything. There was a pack of cards in my pocket for the entire dream, they had some sort of relavence. I took the cards out of my pocket and put them in a sort of vending machine type slot, some cost 50 cents per card, some were 75 cents. The first machine I used was 75 cents. I only used one throughout the dream but somehow I knew that they had differing prices. The cards came out heated with a red line at the bottom that says. "If this red line appears, then my cards are real." I then woke up.
Sorry for the spelling errors, I was writing this right after I woke up in a hurry so I would not forget.
Sorry for the spelling errors, I was writing this right after I woke up in a hurry so I would not forget.
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Punk From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Social and political set of beliefs, morals and standards indicating an absolute rejection of conformity. In many ways nihilistic, followers tend also to reject capitalism, government and social norms of the mainstream cultures and relgions. Alternately pacifist and violent by nature, it is a seemingly contradictory philosophy focused on the present. Adherents tend to prioritize the moment- often at the expense of history, or future personal success. An individual identifying as "punk" is likely to experience life as a raging fire or die trying. Many have co-opted the punk aesthetic for its commercial or cultural capital, yet the core believer will reject both. It is defined by its lack of definition. Adherents will reject arguments of most requirements, belief structure or even the label "punk" itself, yet when viewed from an objective standpoint these seemingly ungainly values come together as a unique way of living.
I sent the club a wire stating, PLEASE ACCEPT MY RESIGNATION. I DON'T WANT TO BELONG TO ANY CLUB THAT WILL ACCEPT ME AS A MEMBER." --Groucho Marx
~Natalie