concentration experiment

As I was falling asleep, a sentence suddenly appeared. I didn't hear him, I just knew him. But I'm not entirely sure that it was a real dream. It was just like a breath. That I don't describe well: In 30 years Russia will no longer exist.  My daughter brought a “Kinder Surprise Egg”. ( https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kinder_%C3%9Cberraschung ) She is an adult and we are old. Just kidding. There was a little elephant in the egg. I had just been working with elephants because I saw how these poor animals were tortured.  I love elephants. Once I even found a little wooden elephant on the street.    I painted an elephant on my mailbox. I thought about that.  Yesterday I spontaneously had to take my dog ​​to the vet. Chelsea is limping. My vet wasn't there. A doctor I had never seen represented her. She wore a necklace with a pendant around her neck. It was an elephant made of a green stone. Unfortunately I wasn't able to photograph it. Yesterday I also found this book...

The dream of April 23, 2024 came true  I was almost asleep. Suddenly I heard the dog screaming. It sounded like he was far away. Just like in my dream. I got up and looked for him. He was really out. My husband went out with him. Normally the dog doesn't scream outside. He got caught in a bush.

 That night I dreamed. Some people were there cleaning up. Unfortunately, I don't remember what exactly happened. There were large objects being moved. I couldn't see anything else. Someone said: "Völkischer Beobachter". A name was mentioned. I think Luca, or a similar, short name.  

 On April 27th, 2024 at 1 a.m. I was sitting watching TV. My dog ​​has dementia and runs around the apartment screaming at night. All I can do is sit and watch what my dog ​​is doing. I watch with headphones TV so I don't hear the dog screaming so loudly. But I'm not interested in what's on TV. I'm concentrating on my experiment.   This time there was an effect. He wasn't spectacular. I sat quietly and didn't move. Suddenly I felt the cushion next to me move. As if someone was sitting next to me. But that's not possible, there are only a few centimeters free. The dog wasn't nearby, he was walking further away.

  I focused very intensely on Graham. My dog was completely crazy and ran around screaming at night. He didn't want to sleep. I don't know if he was reacting to the concentration or if I was reacting to him. Because I dreamed about my dog twice, but not about Graham like I wanted. Dream 1: Someone was there and asked me what that noise was. It sounded strange. I thought about. Then I realized my dog was moving across the room. I woke up and stopped him. Dream 2:  " Someone was talking to me. Far away I heard my dog screaming, "Wooooooooo!" The person asked me what that noise was." Then I remembered it was my dog and I woke up. It was so real. I got up and looked for the dog. He lay in his bed and slept well.   I immediately forgot everything else I dreamed.

Today I dreamed  In the forest I met a man who was walking a small, white dog on a leash. He had something bad planned for the dog. I forgot what that was. Even though the man didn't speak to me, I knew. He finally admitted it too. There was only one way to save the dog. I had to take him with me. The man also happily gave me the dog and immediately left. Even though I didn't want to have a dog anymore and Chelsea was still alive. I went home with him. He cried a little because the man didn't take him, but then he was happy. I hardly slept that night because Chelsea was restless. I couldn't concentrate as well as yesterday. But I tried. There are many coincidences. I observe the number 17. It is often used in films. Although I didn't look for it, I found it several times. ( https://psitraum.wordpress.com /)

  I dreamed today: I think I was in China. A man said, "Today we're showing Kafka and X (I forget what name). The Price of Death. We have to see that."I don't like the X! I don't like him," I said. There was dirt everywhere. I could walk without shoes. I was happy about that. There were only a few houses. I walked around all alone and looked at everything closely. I couldn't see any trees or grass. Just dirt. It was soft, not firm, and gave way with every step. There were only a few houses there.  All were small. I didn't want anyone to see me.    Further ahead, three or four people were sitting at an outdoor table. One woman was Asian. I could tell by her eyes. I thought she was a foreigner like me. Maybe she was Japanese. I was surprised that everyone was allowed to walk around freely. No one was observed.   The three or four people were happy. They laughed. I didn't want them to see me. That's why I went back. I came to a small house. The...

  I'm focusing on the name Graham. But I often forget that name and think about the name Warren. Why that's so, I do not know. But the concentration is relatively good. This is Graham.