Uploaded December 2015 | Updated September 2026, 39 minutes ago
Copy of what I wrote:
Apr 23, 2015
I was flying (somehow) to a small island (with a name I don’t remember) that was to the top left of another smaller island. I landed in front of a house, holding some black piece of cloth in my hand. Apparently, Osama Bin Laden was in the house. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. He opened the door, dressed in what you would expect, and then I threw the piece of cloth at his head (which I don’t think did much). I then proceeded to a flight of stairs that started at the back wall on the left.
I made this for my main channel, but I figured I would post it here as well since it isn't cubing related. I've always found dreams a fascinating subject, so I figured I would share this experience, though I'm not sure how interesting it really is. Let me know what you think.
Copy of what I wrote:
Apr 23, 2015
I was flying (somehow) to a small island (with a name I don’t remember) that was to the top left of another smaller island. I landed in front of a house, holding some black piece of cloth in my hand. Apparently, Osama Bin Laden was in the house. I knocked on the door and waited for him to answer. He opened the door, dressed in what you would expect, and then I threw the piece of cloth at his head (which I don’t think did much). I then proceeded to a flight of stairs that started at the back wall on the left.
I made this for my main channel, but I figured I would post it here as well since it isn't cubing related. I've always found dreams a fascinating subject, so I figured I would share this experience, though I'm not sure how interesting it really is. Let me know what you think.
