The article has also videos from the rescue afterwards.

In den Osterferien ist eine aus Afghanistan stammende Familie nach Indien abgeschoben worden. Die früheren Mitschüler der beiden Söhne sind geschockt - und gingen in Frankfurt auf die Straße.

Screenshot from May 16 2025 Nostr user Alex Gleason showing the AI added code to his app publishing his crypto wallets private key, which grants full access to the money in the wallet, via what looks like the JSON metadata of a Nostr message. It's followed by comments thanking him for the cryoto money and sarcastically asking him if he has tried learning programming.

"Kotzt ihnen ins Gesicht": Auch die Generalstaatsanwaltschaft Köln sieht nach Peter Fischers deftiger AfD-Schelte keinen Anfangsverdacht für eine Straftat. Die Beschwerden gegen Eintracht Frankfurts Ex-Präsidenten hatten keinen Erfolg.

I dreamt that I was loading the dishwasher. I had the top compartment full. My brother was making all sorts of food and was in the living room now. There was an unpacked frozen pizza with tomatos and cheese on the stovetop ready to be put in the oven. But then, for some reason, I had a tiny stainless steel grate that I needed to mount to the bottom to the dishwasher instead of the normal basket that goes there. I had some sort of plug for it, but it wouldn't fit. I asked my brother in the living room and also mentioned the pizza not yet in the oven. He gave me a weird kitchen scissors that might work as a plug and said it wasn't time to put the pizza in the oven yet. I found 2 holes for plugs at the bottom of the dishwasher, but the scissors wouldn't fit. My brother was standing beside me. Then I noticed and mentiomed the scissors aren't even dishwasher safe. Before I woke up, I was thinking, we need asbestos arsenide plugs, beacause those would withstand the environment in the dishwasher, but were they safe to put with dishes? (I don't think asbestos arsenide is a thing IRL.)

I dreamt that humans, dragons in humanoid form and atrifial liforms called seekers also in humanoid form lived together in harmony, but it wasn't always that way. Seekers were historically designed to kill dragons. An ancient device had caused a virus to revert a seekers programming to kill dragons again.

The white haired but youthful, human looking dragon queen lives in the water of some sort of open air temple with water cascades and bonsai trees. A seeker girl in abody suit of rough synthetic material wants to warn the dragon queen about the reprogrammed seeker, but the dragon queen swims around in some sort of ritual with chants and whenever the girl is about to talk, the queen jumps down a water cascade and dives into the next pond. There are dragons on the sides of the ponds and standig atop the small waterfalls. They laugh about the seeker girl being confused. The girl carries a chunky device that has a flat base and some sort of saucer shaped thing above it and contains some sort of proof. With that thing she has trouble following the queen. She still jumps after her into the next pond.

There is a scene cut like in a movie. A human guy and a tall seeker guy with a grey fedora stand in a room in a high rise building. The window behind them shows cityscape. They are detective partners at a crime scene that is mostly out of view. Suddenly the seekees face becomes some sort of flat blue display and shows a circle of text in ancient glyphs slowly rotating and changing in bright colors. The human looks at it and jokes it's just like the old times. The seeker replies he recieved an old signal from a compromised seeker.

The scene switches back to the water temple. The seeker girl stands at the bottom of a big cascade finally delivering the news to the queen. On the other side in the background is a cityscape.

Then I woke up.

Beim Scrollen werden ähnliche Ereignisse in der Geschichte der NSDAP durch welche der AfD ersetzt.

I dreamt there was a hard cover comic book for children and also for abuse victims, called Is It My Fault. It shows various situations in which something bad happened, with speech bubbles. The reader had to guess whether it's the main characters fault and it had a little built in feature whete you had to fold a lens and a tiny piece of film out and peek through it to see if you guessed correctly.

I dreamt I waa a youth at a sunny ancient port town (but in modern day) with stone docks made from white matte stone with grey and yellow lines. It wasn't busy only few crates stood around. No ships in sight. We had the super funny idea to let a goat loose with a GPS tracker. We did it. Then I woke up worrying the goat might eat farmers crops and precious garden flowers on it's way to the mountains and realized it was just a dream and there is no goat on the lose 😅

I dreamt I temporarily lived by choice in a shed in warm country. The floor was dusty dry earth. I was trying to lay low. I open the double shed door. Someone put a bike against one, which I liked, because it makes it less suspicious, so I use only one door side to get out. It's a small path next to a sugar cane field in the afternoon. I have the feeling I forgot something. Like a ninja I run up walls to get on roofs jump from roof to roof and drop into an alley. I'm on a personal mission. Something is wrong. I feel manipulated. This mission should help find out more. I find a shady guy in that alley and question him. His intel is good and leads me to a shop full of rare colorful liquids. Before I can question the shopkeep, a well known guy shows up. It turns out, in this dream I'm a legendary professional assassin. One of the four best in the region and the other guy is too. We have worked together occasionally, but there is a bit of a rivalry going on. We're talking like "I should've known you're in this too." Both trying to find out more without actually saying anything. A little bell by the door rings as it opens. A young woman with a sombrero size grey fedora enters. She's also one of the legendary four best assassins, but her noisy entrance meant, she was trying to blend in as a regular harmless person. As she sees us, she says "You! I should've known it's you! You did this to me!" Confused we reply "What?" "You erased my memory!" I reply "Oh! That's why nothing makes sense." The other guy says "Mine has been erased too." The shopkeep heard the bell and yells and enters through a door. He remembers us. We question him. His intel leads to an oriental cloister on a nearby hill. We legendary assassins go together. It's a short trip with nice views. Few busy monks in white and yellow togas work surrounding and inside the cloister. We make it to a white painted hall with a few pillars and five imporrant monks sitting cross legged on linen pillows. We ask them about our missing memory. Turns out we asked the monks to erase one day of our memory ourselves. They say something real bad happened to us and they could revert it, but advise against it, seeing how well we are doing. We all decide that we trust our past selves, thank the monks and leave happily. The last thought I had before waking up was "wait... what about the fourth legendary assassin?"

I was going through a school like corridor on my way to an aniversery company meeting in a room like a big classroom. Colleagues I didn't look at walked woth me. The meeting was soon to start and they were talking about it excitedly. As I was in the door of the meeting room, I noticed a line of youths, mostly girls waiting at another door of the room that led to a bathroom. They needed to pee urgently and acted as such. Suddenly I felt I should go to the bathroom as well, but not this one. The queue was too long. I turned around to go to another bathroom. Behind me colleagues remindet me to hurry as the meeting was about to start. I sped down a set of conrete stairs in a well lit area. It led to the center of a big busy train station. I looked up at some signs giving directions. None of them said WC, but one showed something I knew led to a WC. I turned left to go there. A girl rushing by in a coat dropped a white plastic bag. I picked it up. I felt it had small solid pieces like tiny eggs in it, but I didn't look. Instead I shouted something to get her attention and waved. She saw me over a glass counter of an empty food stand. I waved the bag going over to her. I gave it to her. She thanked me. We were next to an exit. I went outside. Suddenly I was in a supermarket mostly for drinks. A girl next to me said "I'm late. My teachers gonna be sooo pissed." I said "Me too." She laughed pushing a trolley with colorful kegs in plastic wrapping. We went quickly through isles of drinks and kegs on pallets in red and purple plastic wrapping in a straight line. A carton in Kinder chocolate colors containing cake caught my eye. The girl said, i must try a bar of chocolate with lots of cream in the mix. I declined there was a wall with colorful magazines in front of us and daylight from the left indicated an exit. I went towards it climbing above palkets of blue painted kegs in red plastic wrapping in a hurry. I woke up.

The area of the cooling towers of decomissioned nuclear plant Biblis has been hit by a flood, but there seems to be no threat of contamination as the area containing waste material is on slightly higher ground.