I decided to put out, (for everyone to read), the dreams I had about Anders Behring Breivik.
Before you start to read I would like to say a few things. Some say that they can control their dreams, I cannot. I only control my actions. And I hope that no one (that is a fan/supporter of Breivik) gets offended (or gets the wrong idea) after reading the dreams. I will always respect him, these are only dreams.
Me and my family walked somewhere to see a comedy show. Everyone was dressed very nicely, but when we got to a stage everyone just sat down on the floor. We watched some few people before a guy in a white shirt with a red tie walked on stage. Then I suddenly saw that it was Anders Behring Breivik. He started right away by telling jokes and making everyone laugh. I looked around and I was the only one that reacted at all and the only one that didn't laugh. I whispered to my dad: "Don't you see who that is?", but my dad just said: "yeah, yeah" and continued laughing. And then I probably woke up.
In this dream I was in the third floor in a large building, there was three white walls and one black wall. There were a lot of people in this room, but everyone stood in front of the black wall, that also had a door. The only one I knew there was my little sister. In the middle of the room there was a pink chair. When I looked out of the building I could see that I was on an island, and the grass was very green, and the ocean was very blue, it's one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. I looked around because the field of grass was so big, and after a while I suddenly see Anders Behring Breivik. He kneeled down and was loading his rifle. I started southing to the people in the room, and I told them that they had to get out or they would get killed. They wouldn't, because apparently there was a cinema behind the black door, and they were waiting to get inside. Breivik then entered from the white door, and immediately started shooting people. When everyone was killed, two men that looked like clones of Breivik entered the room. Breivik explained that this was his brother and his cousin. His brother sat down on the chair, and so Breivik sat on his lap, and his cousin stood behind the chair. Me and my sister stood talking with them all three for a while, and then I woke up.
1. June 2012:
I was in a spaceship that only contained one bunk bed. Someone knocked on the only door in the ship (even though that's impossible since we were in space). And I opened the door and there was Anders Behring Breivik's mother standing and holding a 4 year old Anders Behring Breivik in her arms. She handed me Breivik, and before I had time to say anything I see that she is gone. It was really late; therefore I realize that it's time for him to go to sleep. I lay him on the bed, I try to read and sing for him, but even after a long time he still isn't asleep. Suddenly out of nowhere my mother appears and says that we should sleep at the same time. So Breivik laid himself in the top bunk bed, and I lay in the bottom. And the moment I close my eyes, Breivik goes to sleep.
3. June 2012:
Me and my class plus some other classes from my school were supposed to travel with a boat to Sweden. We were told to gather around a type of stage because we were going to meet the captain. Out from the stage curtains Anders Behring Breivik came walking out with a captain hat and a suit. He walked down the stage using a staircase, and everyone smiled and clapped. He started talking about the boat while his eyes were always looking in my direction. When he was done talking he walked away and our teacher told us that we could do whatever we wanted to. I then runned over to Breivik and I saw that he have thrown his hat on the ground. When I catch up to him he's smiling, and I tell him that I'm a big fan, and that he's a hero. He says thank you and then he leaves.
(Then a lot that's not important happens, so I will jump forward). I sit down on the side of a road, and then I suddenly see and she sits down next to me. I ask if she saw Breivik, which she didn't. We talk a bit, but then I meet her friends and we all take the bus home (Apparently the bus stopped at both Hungary and Norway). About the time I'm home, the dream end.
I've had 2/3 other dreams about Breivik in 2011, but I barely remember them. One of them was about Breivik that wore a human suit to pretend he's someone else so that no one will recognize him when he's out in public. And in the other I dreamt that I was married to him
- Mood: Delighted
åhh du er heldig som drømmer om han så mye da! jeg har drømt om han 2 - 3 ganger tror jeg, men da er han bare innom på en måte, unntatt den ene. ! haha jeg og drømte jeg var gift med han, for en herlig drøm du gitt!
Ja, jeg tenker vel bare på han veldig mye, og derfor drømmer jeg vel om han også. Og jeg pleier å høre på videoene der han prater, daglig, for å ikke glemme hvordan stemmen hans høres ut. Har skaffet meg en app som tar opp det man sier i søvne, det hadde vært litt gøy å høre om jeg sier Anders Behring Breivik i søvne.
ahh ja, du er ikke alene om å tenke veldig mye på ham. jeg og hører på ham daglig. nydelig stemme Anders har. hvilken app er det?
Aww, me in your dream? I feel honored
The one about Anders as a kid is so sweeeeet
The one about Anders as a kid is so sweeeeet