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Boxingki: A reboot of dreams that travel back in time

author:Sylvanas adventure

According to what I learned in the video, I did a series of relaxation and meditation before going to bed, learned to empty my brain, did not deliberately associate some small things that had happened recently, and fell asleep quickly.

First a deep state of self-conscious sleep, then waking up at twelve twenty. After getting up to drink water, I muttered in my heart: the hot pot I ate at night has not yet been digested, and now I need to replenish water to participate in digestion. After that, I fell asleep quickly, and the dream was still a super-powered but primitive scene as before, and the underdeveloped city and the countryside were intertwined. In a "home" that has never been seen before, there are two old people, their personalities are familiar and strange, as if they have seen it somewhere and feel completely different. The two old men were widowed in their old age, and they had no affection for each other, but were taken care of by their children in this house of more than 100 square meters. Small things can cause an emotional uproar, one eager to help the other, while the other is afraid of gossip and deliberately avoids pretending to be extremely angry, with a strange and cute personality. This dream is accompanied by the trivialities of life happy and long, forgotten very quickly, trying to recall, can not describe its details, mostly some childhood experience of chai rice oil salt sauce vinegar tea life.

And what happened after that was unforgettable, and when I woke up, I thought about it for a long time. The superpower did not dissipate, in a cave-like house that could only rely on climbing the ladder, there were two extremely cute babies, whose names had been forgotten, who crawled slowly, and the unintelligible baby language, the innocent smile, and the clear eyes all told the cuteness and beauty of the world. But the good times did not last long, and suddenly one of the children was taken away by a special central institution, and the names of the people inside were very clear, but I did not want to say it here. Another child couldn't stop crying, and I "went to war" as a God's point of view.

First a tense street fight, then a gallop on an unknown road, a circle around a village, and I was knocked down by a square full of rice poles, but this man drew hatred and attracted more dangerous forces, and I kept mediating in it to avoid pursuit. Then I was caught in a place similar to the judgment bench, where countless people wanted to try my crimes and asked me if I knew my sins. I didn't know, I didn't even know why I was here, but I used my superpowers to go back in time, back to the mysterious organization that was going to take the child, and saved everyone through communication and mysterious restoration at the beginning.

The rest of the timeline is incredibly normal, and in the dream, I am also reflecting and imagining why this happened. Is it really a step back from the sea and the sky? Can good communication and problem solving really change the future development trend of some small things that affect the big picture? I don't know that yet.

When I woke up, the two layers of quilts and a coat that had been covered were placed in three places, and there was no clutter, as if they were deliberately placed. It turned out that while dreaming, I adjusted the right temperature for myself in reality, so that jio stretched out, leaving only a quilt, always keeping myself on the boundary between cold and warm, vigilant against sleepiness caused by overheating, or cold sickness caused by overcooling, which was really strange! And the alarm clock set at 6.20 in the morning, I didn't get up early at all recently, woke up in the dream of endless memories, felt that the alarm clock may be about to ring, and looked at the phone: 6.17. Well, after two minutes of light sleep, it seems to be saying goodbye to those people in the dream. Turn off the alarm after two minutes, get up, and start the day full.

Ten Thousand Treatises On November 13, 2010

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