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haven't been diary dreams much lately because the tonsil surgery recovery is a bitch. but anyway, i don't remember much i just remember in the dream last night i was living in mexico with abby (an ex friend) and her family i guess and but she was acting weird like i was trying to hurt her or something so i got annoyed and left her alone and then after awhile she saw me doing my own thing and she was asking if i was finally gonna convert to "santa muerte" like she and her younger sister had and i admitted that i would but that i still was devoted to "death" i guess daddy in my dream a more masculine figure. she was grateful and talking passionately about her religion but in regards to what i said she was talking saying she didnt really understand what that meant. she asked me if it had something to do with kurt cobain? i was all puzzled for a second in my head i was like no... but then i thought about that song "come on death" and how it reminded me so much of daddy that i made a song too it, and i starting writing down this whole explanation on my leg to her about how i was like hell no not kurt but then i realized well maybe a little but kurt is only like a piece of it though. of like a larger puzzle that is daddy. and i was writing on my leg with my finger there was like ashes coming out of my fingertip. then later in the dream somehow i had been able to write the text super tiny and this guy was interpreting it because somehow it had switched from english to germanic runes. then our little casa was being attacked by magic beings and we were watching all the doors and fences but then when of our older brothers was like. no we have to go inside and review all of our last magical lessons learned that's what's gonna save us in this situation. and we were trying to help our youngest brother first cause he had this powerful spell where he could flood everywhere. we were on the second story so it wouldn't quite reach us but even if the flood touched our house it somehow wouldn't damage the first floor. (this power was like a flashback to a dream i'd had before a long time ago) and he was able to summon like a whirlpool that caused it. and he was starting by trying to do it the same method as before, almost like starting a fire with twisting a stick in a hole except all of our wood was wet and clammy cause it was raining outside. that was okay that was part of the spell, and then he was supposed to take these little watery egg pockets out of these water plant stems. but i dunno i guess he was just struggling to recreate the spell and make it work again.