The nightmare level dream

Some kind of strip club I had lost some thc oil. At the end the stripper who had it had just finished doing a job and had a bloody vagina. She said to her friend as the security guard and I tried to ask for the oil, something like "no naynay gi I Joe oil." Nanay (a similar looking stripper) didn't hear and kept moving in with cleaning her up until the stripper had to scream ""NAYNAY NOO! GI JOE OIL!"" It was deeply disturbing and I woke up.

There was something else about a car that had been sold to get there or something. Car gone, stripper and thc oil there...

Today I'm trying to find a deeper way to reduce my outward competitiveness and aggression. Be a cooler kinder guy. Down to earth. Things like that. Just less confrontational. No more intense "up in people's faces" attitude. Someone who attracts people and inspires people (to do things for me). I like friends, romantic lovers, and professional networking people. I need better social skills. Compassion? Easygoing? Listening? Conscientious? Patience? Temper? Lol. Time to change myself to see how to grow those. What is holding those back?

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Experienced a dream where I was somehow in an alternative present. Friends lived with me and some hot girls were over, but I was also an iraq war vet. We had to run together, doing drills and things like that. It was crazy. Mysterious. It seemed like we were living in Vegas.

Blair with house of childhood, peter kuhn, and a wonderful disabled actor

This guy who looked like tanmay but could have been rayc had been born without the ability to see and was missing another thing too. He could still speak and share so much love. Such love. I wondered what it would be like to not see and felt a lot of compassion.

I was at the sailing club and Peter kuhn was there but there wasn't much else going on and no one was interested in me so much any more. I walked from there to this old white house in the woods where my parents had lived when I was two. It was really creepy and old, no longer lived in. There was old dusty furniture upstairs and  the bedrooms were down stairs.

The guy of love gave his love through acting even though he seemed incredibly unlikely to be someone who would be good at doing so.

The old house reminds me of the Blair Witch house.