So anyways here's a recent story of mine>Be me, sleeping on couch, wake up at 2 and realize I still have time to sleep until 5 and only then do I actually need to get up and get everything in order for my classes> Fall asleep again, in my dream I am in a wildfire. I run out of it through the brush and swim across a river of mercury > I run through a steppe, over wildflowers and thorned weeds, until I fall onto a carpet next to a fire, where a shaman sat, I do not remember his form, it is cut from my memory > He says that I have suffered a spiritual injury and that he needs to examine me, and he takes my right hand and shows me my index finger and there is a hole through its side> He bandages it and I continue running from the wildfire as the shaman encases himself in a shiny metallic shell that looks like polished aluminum or chrome-plated metal> Wake up with welt on the side of my index finger where it was bandaged>During classes I actually bit at it and picked at it (It's a bad habit I picked up, nothing new) and it was just there, not much blood, like it sprouted from the flat areaWhat the fuck happened?
>>42935582imo and i m talking as a phd doc in psychology i think this whole issue stems from the fact that a donkey fucked you
>>42935582Nothing is more fascinating than listening to a disjointed list of weird events.
>>42935735The last time I have seen a donkey is last summer when I was visiting my uncle. I have never had any form of sexual contact with any creatures of this world
>>42935799there you have it then the donkey was alien
>>42935906What is with you and donkeys, you nasty furfag?
