Thursday, July 15, 2010

Flying and Dining 15 July 2010

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  • I had 2 dreams this morning.

    1. My doctor, doctor Sanders, was a fighter/passenger jet pilot. Myself and some other passengers, whom I did not know, were in the jet getting ready for a take off. we were in the passenger section, but could see through the front windshield (like a car’s). We were taking off. As we picked up speed moving down the runway, I saw in front of us was another identical jet taking off immediately in front of us.

    It left the runway, angling upward, and we did the same. We were VERY close behind it. I said to anyone who would hear, “we shouldn’t be flying through the jet was like we are, it’s dangerous.” I was getting really nervous when the jet in front of us “pealed” off, banking right. We were over the Atlantic Ocean, heading west, and I saw the other jet descend to the ocean surface and scoop up some water. Then, Dr. sanders, whom I was now sitting across the isle from, I guess in the co-piolet seat did the samething as the other pilot. Interestingly, the pilot seat was on the right side of the cockpit.

    2. In this other dream, I was in a military mess hall. I was supposed to be checking out the freezer system. So, a guy was showing me the freezer which strangely in front of the mess hall. Usually the front was where patrons walked in to eat. So, there was a doorway that entered into an alcove area where another door stood waiting to be opened. This door was asilvery-chrome color. It was also quilted in texture. The guy reached over and opened it. It didn’t have a handle or a knob and it was very thin. It looked like the door was some sort of fabric.

    So when the door was opened, I could feel the cold coming from the freezer that was behind yet another door. This door had a lever handle.

    We didn’t go in. Then the guy was gone and I was by myself. I closed the fabric door. Then noticed another doorway leading into the kitchen area. I noticed a bunch of stationary supplies laying haphazardly everywhere. In particular I noticed “notepads”.

    Then I made my way outside. I passed soldiers who were sitting and eating.

    When I was outside, I was on something like a street with a mess hall on one side, and another building on the other side. I saw people eating through the window of the mess hall and they could see me.

    I thought ,I’ll show them something cool. and I jumped pretty high, like 12 feet or so. Then I remembered if I moved my arms a certain way I could go higher. I did that and I was flying. I was thinking, I could land on top of ont of the roofs, but it was like I did n’t have control over where I went.

    This is all I remember of this dream.