6-20-11

I'm in a house with a group of people---family members and school students---and we see up in the sky is a cloud forming. It forms into a peculiar shape; a carousel with a crown shaped structure on top. On top of that is what resembles a tower with arrows coming out the openings/windows.

As it descends, it's color changes to a light brown like sand. Then it acts like sand, blowing in the wind and dusting up the landscape until it breaks apart. As it breaks apart, the parts turn to stone before hitting the ground.

I yell "Watch out, it's turned to huge rocks!" The rock parts plummet to the ground and smash things--trees, cars, houses,--and almost hits the house we are in.

Then it is quiet, but only for a brief moment. There's another huge crash and I yell "Stay inside and duck for cover. It ain't over yet!"

I awake with a feeling like WOW, what an amazing dream.

5-30-11

I'm in a church that's situated in a school--the school I work at to be exact. I'm attending these services as part of research I'm doing for an assignment. What that assignment is isn't clear but I'm observing the services. We sit on the floor in a bar room and the sermon's have to do with creationism.

Later, I come back from my job as an ed. tech and attend another service. This time there are tables and chairs and teachers are attending as well. We all take turns as to why we are here and I'm first. I announce that I believe in evolution and schools should teach it, even private schools that aren't Christian.

Then I walk over to a bench and there are old 45 records there and I tell a woman that I used to shop here for records and this is how I looked at them ---- demonstrating how I would take a stack and flip them over to see the label.

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I think seeing a video of a young man who fought to preserve the teaching of evolution in Lousiana schools inspired this dream.

5-20-11

Someone puts down a big black dead pig in front of me on the grass. The pig has been torn open but by what I don't know. A big black bird, bigger than the pig and resembles a raven, swoops down on the carcas to eat. Then, the bird seems angry and goes into attack mode and starts biting me on the arm and I wack it with a big metal spoon and it stops.

Then I'm in a room full of sandals that I had purchased. Why I purchased so many I don't know, but they are all the same style and color, but different sizes. They line the floor against the wall; dozens of pairs. I search for a perfect fitting pair and someone else tries a pair on. Who this person is isn't clear, but female. The sandals change color and style while she is wearing them. They go from a cream color to green. The material goes from a vinyl to suede.

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5-14-11

There is some kind of convention going on. A group of black males are here along with a white male speaker. I here but in what capacity I'm not sure because I've forgotten the rest of the dream.

What I do remember is going outside the small building where the convention is being held. It's surrounded by a nice wooded area and it's summer. A strange Caucasian man comes out of the woods wearing a light jacket and carrying utensils for barbequing. He asks me if I'd like to see what he has cooking, but I'm very suspicious because there's something creepy about him. He becomes insistent and the man who is in charge of the convention looks out the window and yells at the stranger and tells him to beat it.

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5-8-11

I have a sense of being in a story line involving spies and criminal gang activity. The details are sketchy, but some scenes I do remember include witnessing a man who is tall, black, and waiting for his girlfriend. I'm sitting in the corner and observing as she enters and kisses him. Then she stuns him with something, I'm not sure what, and he falls over and his horrified to see that his "girlfriend" is himself dressed in drag. But at the same time, they are two separate people. The one in drag seems pleased with himself for the deception and everything going according to plan. There are other people there who are in a hurry to leave before being caught.

In another scene, people are in a hurry, but for what I'm not sure. There are several cars coming down a ramp from a station or garage. They remind me of race cars in colors of red and yellow. The ramp is slippery like icy and they turn sideways on the ramp and crash in to each other before leaving the ramp.

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4-17-11

I'm in a school setting and an announcement comes over the PA system to go back to our homerooms. In the classes we are told that the government issued a warning that a group of people have confiscated a nuclear device and have threatened to detonate it. It's not announced but I know it's the Christian Identity Movement and they want to bring about the apocalypse. People are asking who, when, where, but the answers aren't coming. Down the hallway I wander and see a giant head of a man who is proving to a group of students that there is no danger by standing in the beam coming through a window.

Then I'm in a dark theater. The lights come on and the man, now normal sized, is sitting in a theater seat and mumbling to himself distraught. His eyes are just blackened voids. I walk by and outside and learn the bomb has been detonated but still, no details. I wander how long it will be before the fallout reaches everyone, if it hasn't already.

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I think this dream was inspired by recent news events and the creepy movie ("District 9") I watched last night.

4-15-11

I'm looking in a mirror but see what is behind me outside. Through the window and outside in a tree, I see something moving. I see the form and color of a fury animal and yell, "It's a bear, it's a bear!" Then I see something above the bear moving and it looks like a fox.

Then the bear is coming down the tree and he has the fox between his teeth. The fox's body is limp. I'm appalled and yell "The bear killed the fox, the bear killed the fox!"

This scene was part of a much larger dream but the details have faded from memory. This part however is still fresh.

4-1-11

I've got some money anxieties plus taking a prescription for sleep which may have attributed to these wild images from last night. Anyway, these are the images I remember:

I'm in a picnic setting and my mother is sitting at a picnic bench with a few others. She begins to cry as someone talks about either the "first step" or "the next step." It's some kind of counseling program, but to do with what exactly is unclear.

Then I'm in an area where there is a big industrial sink and a man is tied up with hands and feet bound to avoid escape. Another man is pouring lye over the man and the substance eats through the man's leg and it falls apart in two. Then he proceeds to pour the stuff over his back and I'm horrified. Then I observe the killer dragging what's left of the man's body (upper torso from breastbone up) to a lake to dispose of it and the dead man's face is distorted and flattened, with mouth gaped open.

Then I'm observing a scene that reminds me of the album cover of Led Zeppelin's "Houses of Holy." Naked kids are climbing up to a house and the grassy yard is slanted like a manipulation of the camera but only slanted where they are crawling.

Then I'm in a small trailer like compartment with a man who is getting a ride from a woman driving a truck that's hauling the trailer on the side and we can see each other through a port hole. We stop to observe a wedding. The bride and groom's faces are obscured as they walk away with their hair the same length and style; long, brown and wavy.

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There was a lot more to this and maybe I'll post it if I remember, but that's some weird stuff!

2-27-11

The screen is nothing but static. The memory fades now from the dream, but I remember being in a room with some children and I can't remember who else. There's a big screen tv on the wall. It's showing nothing but static. There's supposed to be something playing on it, but what? Or is that it?

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2-3-11

This was a dream I had a few weeks ago that I emailed to myself from work. Now I'll post it.

1. I was among a small group of people plotting sabotage and assassination. The targets were unclear until I got an attack of conscience and decided to reveal the plot and not go through with it. I was in a building and see George W. Bush standing at a lectern with a stupid grin on his face and then I realize who the target was. The plot was thwarted.

2. I'm looking for my cat Wiley. He got out and I find him and he's got a weird bandage on his side and stitches on his head

1-30-11

I'm with a group of school students. I have a bunch of round boxes that someone is piling up for me to take home. Apparently, they were mine and are now being given back. One of the gift boxes has a dessert cake in it like cornbread with chocolate chips in it. I look it over to see if it is still good to eat. I take a bite and it's nothing spectacular (I recall the cornbread sweetness). Then I notice some fine hairs sticking out of it and pull one out. I decide to throw the rest away.

I also have textbooks that I must return but I don't know where my locker is. Anxiety is setting in because it's a big school with winding hallways and many floors. I begin to wake up and realize that the student I work with in reality has no textbooks and I'm relieved it's only a dream.

1-25-11

I'm in a cramped,crowded restaurant. The tables are very close together, so much so that I have to squeeze by dining patrons. What makes it worse is that I'm wearing a long heavy winter coat. The proprietor of the establishment finds this amusing and starts to video record me as I leave without getting a table.

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1-16-11

It's a strange landscape, part of it indoors, part outdoors. The time of day is unclear, but it's not sunny or rainy.

I have a long thing for reaching things on shelves. There are pies high on sloping shelves and I bring one down. Now it resembles a loaf of fresh baked bread that has strips of bacon in it. I try to cut a piece but it breaks apart and is dry.

Then I'm walking in front of a teen-age girl down some stairs in a building, which resembles an area of the school I work at. She's at the top and just looking. Then she just drops and lands on her head and flips over and I catch her and I'm crying for help.

Then the scene switches back to the earlier landscape and I realize I have lipstick stains on each side of the pillow case I was using for my bed here. I try scrubbing them out with a toothbrush and baking soda, but the stain still shows. I wake up in frustration.

1/12/11

I've completed a work of art that looks like charcoal stencil. It has a creature off to the side with what looks like some black substance dripping from his claws. Next to that is a depiction of small elephants. I don't recall what was at the right of the picture, but when I brush the picture with a cosmetic brush, I see another picture emerge. The creature seems to come to life and the elephants become little monsters.

I show the artwork to my student's art teacher and he shakes his head "no" when I ask his opinion. I'm crushed.

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1/5/11

I've been hired to clean house for a woman with two small kids. My first task is laundry. I have sheets and I go into a laundry room that resembles a cross between a rec room and a laundry mat but it's extremely cluttered and there's stuff on the rug that looks like dried feces. There are other washers with stuff in them and I look for an empty one. I put the laundry in and go into the living room/ dining room area to start to vacuum. There's paper all over the rugs and other debris and the woman has company and I know I had better start to vacuum. The vacuum has very poor suction and I try to take it apart to see why. The collection part is full of what looks like stuffing you find in furniture and stuffed animals. I try to vacuum and it goes in reverse, shooting out stuffing all over the place. Then the collection part of the vacuum turns into a pug dog. I pick up the dog and look down its gullet and see it is full of stuffing. I wonder if I'll get paid for the little work I did. The woman is picking up stuff including more laundry while her company sits on the furniture.

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