Tyler Robinson

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interpretation of this dream part 3

interpretation of this dream part 2

Ok interpretation of this dream. * that Carl-Richard should be careful around everyday stuff. * * * * he is Norwegian. My ex boyfriend is Norwegian and his father was a Norwegian singer. Carl is interested interested in music. My ex boyfriend used to be interested in making music. I had a deep karmic connection with my ex boyfriend. We had a strong bond because of our shared trauma * is there a place called Georgia in Norway? I remember as a child I used to have dreams in which I was born in a place called Georgia in my past birth/life? I don't know if there's a place called Georgia in Norway * * I get premonitions very often. I have had premonitions about people that I interact with. I have had premonitions about family members. I remember a premonition about my ex boyfriend. He had been living with a lady for some time and I told him

I'm so angry right now, I wrote a long post and I lost it when I opened a new tab. Ugh. Now I'll need to write it all again..

Dreams are generally an interpretation of thoughts. If you're thinking about something, it will occur in your dreams. Although it might not exactly copy your thoughts so you can have twisted dreams that aren't aligned with your thoughts at all. But dreams can foretell. I have no idea what correlation my dream has with Carl-Richard. Maybe he should be more careful about his life and daily stuff so that he doesn't end up in an accident. This is the only place where I like spending my time. I can't think of any other place that catches my fancy as this one.

Dreams are generally an interpretation of thoughts. If you're thinking about something, it will occur in your dreams. Although it might not exactly copy your thoughts so you can have twisted dreams that aren't aligned with your thoughts at all. But dreams can foretell. I have no idea what correlation my dream has with Carl-Richard. Maybe he should be more careful about his life and daily stuff so that he doesn't end up in an accident. This is the only place where I like spending my time. I can't think of any other place that catches my fancy as this one.

I was very exhausted after the dream. I was anxious. Feeling guilty over the dream. It also brought out my shadow aspects of being sneaky all the time.

Oki I had a bad dream that I'm ashamed of sharing. In this dream, Carl-Richard died. Under mysterious circumstances. The problem is that Leo kept blaming me for it. It so happened that all people on Actualized were living in a huge multi storied building. Everyone was assigned a different role. Carl-Richard was assigned a mod, his job was to maintain peace in the house. I was assigned with laundry. My job was to collect all the dirty clothes from each member and get them cleaned in the laundry section of the building. I go around doing that. I kept collecting heaps of clothes from each room. Sadly Carl-Richard was at the top of a flight of stairs and a white sheet of cloth and he was kinda entangled in it and it was covering his eyes and he was struggling with this sheet of cloth and in the meantime he suddenly toppled off the flight of stairs and fell hard on the floor and died. It was unfortunate. All the people in the building were at a campfire party somewhere far away. And Leo was with them. I didn't attend because I had to do laundry. Carl-Richard was busy too with his music making and stuff. I was wandering around and I reached the spot where I saw the white sheets. And I was not very aware of what happened. I tried to remove the sheet and that's when I discovered corpse. And I was like - omg, I'm gonna be in trouble. I don't know why I acted so dishonest and sneaky in the moment but I wanted nothing to do with it. So I left it there knowing fully well that he had died. I left the white sheet over him and left the place in a jiffy. Then I reached the laundry section and finished doing the laundry and returned back to my room.. I stayed quiet about the incident. Leo didn't discover. He would go around looking for Carl-Richard but couldn't find him. Nobody knew that his corpse lay there except me. My heart was throbbing with fear. I was the last person to have seen him that day and I was the first person to have discovered his corpse. I thought I was going to be considered a murderer, like I had something to do with it. Next morning everyone returned to the building after a night of partying. Leo was in a good mood and he was talking to others. After some days an investigation team arrived there and they straight up called me. I came to their room and they made me sit for a while and they made me take a lie detector test, I lied through my teeth and they asked if I had anything to do with his death. I said no. I had no idea. They told me that they had found my fingerprints on his sheets. And I said I don't know how that happened and I had nothing to do with it. They told me that they had suspected foul play and I began freaking out after which they let me go. My heart was heavy. I was panicking. I sat in my room. I went to sit in of the isolated rooms on the top floor of the building. There was an old couple there. I was sitting reading a book when someone told me that Leo wanted to see me and talk to me. I felt an urgent sense of fear, I subconsciously surmised this must be about Carl-Richard. The book dropped from my hands and as I was leaving, the couple handed the book to me and I thanked them on my way out of the room. I rushed to where Leo was waiting to talk to me. Once there, Leo looked angrily at me and then asked me if I had seen Carl-Richard. I flat out said no. I decided to play sneaky. Then Leo asked me about the white sheet and why I hadn't collected it. And I said I don't know, it was just a matter of coincidence. Then Leo told me that if I was the person to have discovered his corpse and still not bothered to have informed anyone, that I would be charged with neglect and causing a delay in investigation. I remained mum and insisted I had no knowledge whatsoever of his death. Then Leo asked me if I was being sneaky and I said no. I said I had nothing to do with it. Dream abruptly ends.

I want this music played at my funeral.

It's in the news right now. I didn't make up.

Will it badly damage Musk's reputation? Ahem!....... *cough cough*.... Yess! Musk's reputation in the toilet = huge costs for his businesses. Losses coming. No idea what he saw in this. Political victory? Moral victory? Financial victory?

My body temperature remains a bit high usually on days when I don't get enough sleep. It's better on days when I get good sleep in my observation. I have chronic intermittent insomnia because of my ptsd. I just feel hot. No fever. I have had this problem since childhood and as a kid I used to use a lot of ice packs. It's getting better. I'm beginning to sleep slightly better. I tend to masturbate a lot to get sleep. When I take cold showers or ice packs, I begin to cough and sneeze for hours. It affects my breathing. It makes me ill. I drink cold water sometimes but not too much because it drastically brings down my body temperature and I start to feel pressure on my heart.

Twitter is currently planning to charge $19.99 for the new Twitter Blue subscription.

Probably because nobody gives a dick anymore.

Our innermost fantasies that are taboo and deeply hidden. The sexual fantasies and fetishes that aren't considered appropriate.

I want him to braid my hair. And then groom me psychologically, emotionally and mentally. I want him to treat me like a kid. Because I'm a bit childish in real life too.

My body temperature went up again and I drank 4 bottles of orange juice

It sounds like from a vintage fairy tale or something.

@Loba no way you gotta be kidding me. That music is tickling the shit out of me. I was laughing uncontrollably.

Fuck. Now I want ice cream.

Sorry for the disrespect. I apologize.

And who will play? You?