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Chernobyl is not in Russia.

My dream self is now very embarrassed about his sense of geography.

Babylon wrote:

Chernobyl is not in Russia.

My dream self is now very embarrassed about his sense of geography.

Don't worry Babylon, when i was child i thinked that Chernobyl was in USA; well, when i was child I thinked that almost everything was a city or town of USA; I thinked even that Churchill was a town in USA. DX

And who is the root of the problem?
Both my childish mind and the TV.

Babylon, you and Vurn might be in the same position dream-wise: Thinking one country's like another.

Vurn, maybe it's a message that you're supposed to meet a friend in North Korea?

Dream:
I had come back from an unknown place, and I was very tired and wanted to sleep, but my brother was sitting on my bed. I suddenly got very angry and carried him and threw him from a 5m drop. Then I saw he wasn't moving and he was bleeding in the head, and I screamed for help. Then an ambulance came. Later, I found out he survived the fall, but he had serious brain damage, and could only make grunting noises. Then my mom brought me to some other unknown place, where I got locked in a padded cell full of random blue stuff. Then they let me out of the room, and my mom drove me home. Then for some time, I tried to remember something very important that involved the colour blue. Eventually, I just brooded in my room, fantasizing of killing everyone, because as far as I was concerned, everyone hates me for what I've done. Suddenly, a large white dog came and devoured my parents, so I hid in my room and locked the doors. Apparently, this dog had the ability to unlock doors, so I spent the next few minutes frantically re-locking the doors before it could enter the room. Eventually, I slipped up, and the dog got in. Then, I don't know what happened next.

Have you been taking...no, yo don't seem like that kind of person.

That's one of the, ah...quirkiest dreams I have heard.
Then again, I shouldn't talk, because I once dreamt I ate up a gummy bear because he had massacred my family.

I had a dream last night, since a whole day has past though so I remember very little of it. The thing that struck most about was the very last thing I experienced in the dream – a bunch of bells supported by a wooden frame being rung on an arid plain. Apparently in my dream ringing those bells was an alternate after school activity for young children (like 5-year-olds) who were to shy to join in and didn't want to join any of the other ones. In my dream it seemed that participation in some such activity was compulsory and that is why this was proposed. It was shown to he children in the design classroom in our school and was introduced by my design teacher. I was there with classmates to help them understand. Why the children that couldn't find an activity they liked had to join a bell-tolling club on an arid plain I fail to manifest.

Perhaps you were one of those kids?

I wasn't, when I was at the plain I was an observer.

I think he was making a joke?

I don't see how