Last night I dreamt there was a queue of people waiting in line to put up roses in wreath that covered an arch way for some special event in an old church garden. Vanessa van der Walt cut a long rose off of one that was already hung up and when I was waiting in the queue the direction changed and we were pushing against all these adults come back the wrong way. I was pushing against a very overweight person. And Claire was trying to tickle me the way Millah does and so I tickled her back the way I tickle Millah.
Then I was noticing these new plants emerging from built in (concrete) and threw in some kind of kitchen or garden waste as compost (don't know why the waste was piping hot, that's why I thought it was some kind of kitchen waste, but I'm sure it looked like garden waste).
I went around the front of the old church after that, and there was a Portuguese voice showing some kind of slide show on a wall. It was as if the images were being formed by some kind of embossment on the wall. He was talking about the Russians and communism and some lady in the audience complained out loud about how it was inappropriate for children. He then went silent and just flicked through the slides.
Then he was talking about himself, and when I looked at him he looked like some mythical figure, like a Sagittarius or goat man. Excepting he had the body of the man and was covered with what looked like white goat hair, I didn't look to see if he had horns. He was talking about how he always tried to scrape the hair off because it embarrassed him and showed us the scars of where he went too deep. He looked at me as if he recognised something similar in me, as if somehow we were the same. That's when I looked at the hair on my arm and thought but we're not the same.
Then I was wandering through some kind of store and looking at very strange images also of deities and mythical figures excepting all the images looked like they were in some kind of sexual acts. I was then in an old mansion or palace and was the character of a first person shooter game. I even had the "vision" with all the displays, like the pointer to aim and soldiers were running around being shot at by me orange laser and visa versa
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