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11/19/16 Flying inside and outside

Dream this morning was about me flying again.  But this time I was inside at first in what I believe to have been my childhood home.  I had great control of my flying ability this time and performed the usual 'chicken elbow' flapping.

To describe this motion more clearly, it's like my elbows grip the air and I pull against it... levitating me.  I'm not flapping my arms quickly, it's rather slow and deliberate.

To show my control I few across the breakfast bar with great skill and control.

Next thing I know I was outside looking at some tall 100 foot pine trees.  I wanted to see what they looked like from above so I decided I was going to fly up there to see.  I assumed I'd have not troubloe  since I had great control inside.

When I started to fly, however, I didn't have the control or power I thought I'd have and I don't think I mad it to the top of the trees like I wanted.

This is all I remember of this dream.

11/16/16 Trump Tower and Parking Garage Fight

11/16/16

Alarm woke me from dream at 5A.M.

I was on a drive somewhere with my mom.  I guess I must have been young and in a car seat because I had limited views.  I could see through the windshield at and upward angle and I could see out of the door window to my left, also at an upward angle.

I was thinking we were driving south out of NYC and the traffic was backed up to a crawl… though I couldn’t see traffic from my vantage point.

I complained to mom about  both going out of town again and using this particular highway again.  She told me where we were going but I can’t quite remember what she said. Maybe some beach in  North Carolina.

What I could see out of the wind shield was two large white-ish concrete buildings on either side of the highway.  They were lit up with spotlights and towered high into the sky.  The shape wasn’t a clean rectangular line, however , it had lower roofed sections n front and higher sections in back.

I looked out the left window and saw a huge towering parking garage.  This thing was goliath and incomplete at the same time..  It also towered into the sky but it’s side to side massiveness equally massive.

Then I saw the tall white buildings and said (or heard someone else say) that’s Trump tower.

The next thing I know I’m being chased… I guess in this massive parking garage that is “incomplete”.  I slide down an embankment and onto a concrete horizontal beam that dead-ends.  I have to get out of there but can’t see a way.  So I go back and find  what seems like a good hiding place in a crevasse under a huge pile of broken concrete/cinder blocks and other building materials.  The space was actually pretty large and as I looked around I noticed other places where other people had turned into sleeping spaces. 

So I went back out onto the beam.  When I reached the end of it, I realized the beam was hollow and there was a telescoping section of concrete beam within the one on which I was standing.

So I crouched down and started sliding it out.   I was about 50 feet high and didn’t want to fall.  I wondered if I did fall If I’d have tome to ask God to forgive my sins before hitting the floor and being killed.

So I looked around and noticed other men standing on beam-dead-ends too.  And  my beam-sliding-section was almost reaching one guy.  I said, slide your section out to this one and we can cross. 

He was too scared too, so I slid mine out as far as It would go and ventured toward him.  As I got closer I realized he was on a beam supported by metal scaffold frames.  So I jumped toward the legs of one and climbed down.

I was on the ground and in a precarious position because there was a bad man and woman I ended up fighting with.

They wanted to kill me an the other people on the beams (I guess).  The floor of the grounds was concrete and now I only remember a couple parts… I was on a beam again listening to the man and woman conspire on how they would get me.  I had a hollow beam held an end to my ear, the other pointed toward the couple and listened.  (I don’t remember what they said because I couldn’t quite make out there murmurs.   So the woman was suddenly climbing onto the beam I was on and talking all nice.. I said, “what’s in your hand?”  She said , “nothing” as I stepped on her hand removing a syringe.

She was going to tranquilize me… or worse.

So I climbed down to the ground again where the man was waiting for me.  He said  some snarky remark like I was too week to survive this… so I grabbed him with both hands around his neck and started squeezing.  I saw I it was an effective choke  but he reached back and swung at me with his fist…. My alarm went off and woke me up.www.

11/13/16 Spock injects something into my neck

...about 10:30 A.M.  on the couch.

I dreamed I was sitting in some kind of reclined medical procedure chairlike apparatus.  I had two medical procedures.  The first one I remember they went into the back of my neck ad did something of which I can’t remember. 

I know it’s strange but I think the cast of StarTrek was performing the procdures.

The second procedure I was feeling a lot of anxiety.  I was afraid of what they were going to do.  I looked up and saw Spock looking down at me.  He said to relax but I couldn’t as he injected something into my spinal canal at the base of my neck.  Suddenly I started feeling my legs start to vibrate then go numb beginning with my feet.  At the same time, I could feel strange filling sensations in  my face and head .

This is all I remember of this dream.

11/13/16 Washer finding, Meat Cooking, coworker sleeping,, bad brick laying, nasty dump truck

11/13/16    5:53  A.M.

Dream I had this morning had a few different sections.

I was on location  with what looked like a TV show where some men were supposed to find some small metal washers that were located on the ground at the bottom of some building.  It was at night and I saw a few folks at different times locate them.  After finding each one they were to place it on a nearby nail that protruded from the building somewhere near where the washer was found. I don’t remember why but some nails were also found and laid on the ground pointing toward maybe the nails that had the washer over them.

So I think it was my turn and I was on my hands and knees reaching under the crawlspace of a brick building.  I could see the nail sticking out of the ground right where the bricks on the left side went into the ground/foundation.  I was feeling in the dirt for that washer.  Someone said, “come on you’re taking too long”  I said, “NO! I’m not leaving till I find it.” I finally found it. 

Then I got up and moved toward the judges area… but when I got there I found some4 or 5 men in the process of cooking something.

I remember them standing behind a long table each having a large pot sitting on a burner.  What they were cooking didn’t fit in the pot all the way.  The meat looked like a plump and was roughly rectangular, although it was tied on top, middle and bottom with string that pulled at the sides making the meat look slightly cylindrical. It looked like a giant chicken thigh in color and shape.

I was thinking since some of each person’s meat was sticking up above the rim of each pot that none were done cooking yet and probably not good to eat. 

Then I watched one guy pull his out of the pot, rip a piece off and shove it into his mouth.  He was smacking his greasy lips saying how good it was . 

Then I with some folks interested in what the meat was they were cooking.  There was a gaggle of them walking around like chickens but chickens, they were not. I was overhearing someone who said what the names of the animals were and I wanted to know if they were domestic  and if they were farmed (like cattle or Chickens).

When I went to ask, I lost my voice.  Next think I know I was on a roof  swing looking down at someone tryong to ask that same question.

I was yelling it but my voice was gone and it would not travel.  It was like the roof itself was swinging back and forth and the man below kept coming in and out of sight.

Another part of the dream I was  getting ready for bed.  I was going to sleep with a female coworker (not sexual) so I was getting in bed when this little boy came in the room and climbed into bed.  I didn’t know the boy, but I gathered the woman beside me did. 

Next think I know I was going to actually sleep in my brother’s bed (instead I guess)  but when I went in his room the bed was covered with socks laid out as if they were drying. They were all over the bed.  So I proceeded to lay them on the dresser and a couple shelves to make room for me to lay down.

This is all I remember of this part.

Another part I had to go to the store and buy some bags of brick mortar so I could lay some bricks on a job for my boss.

The store didn’t have the brand I was sent to get so I got another brand of the same color.  I got 10 bags.

I went back to the job and laid the bricks… but the bricks wouldn’t stay in place and after a couple (dream-days) the mortar was still wet!  It wasn’t drying…  So my dad walks up and says he has something for me to work on.  He wants me to chisel and weld something  As I was  walking with him I see my bricklayer boss, Ken, and tell him about the mortar I bought and I’m like I’m so sorry.  I’ll take the mortar back and pay for the bag I used.  You don’t even have to pay me for my labor  to build the wall, I said.

So I continue walking with dad, and Ken was walking with us.  A dump truck drives up and we are walking toward it.  It was at night and the truck pulled up  into a short alleyway stopping by a BUILDING’S CORNER ON IT’S right side..  The drive gets out and lifts the dum’s tailgate and lets it drop with a loud  “CLONG”.  A bunch of nasty liquid is jarred from the truck making a splat sound on the pavement.  Ken said, “That stinks’.  He said this a couple times. 

The driver repeated the clonging several times.  Then Dad and I continued toward the truck.  I figured I needed to fix something on the nasty truck so I (having seen the nearby electrical outlets on the wall on the other side of the truck I said to dad, I’m going to get the extension cords”.  He said, “that’s a good ide.”

This is all I remember of this dream

P.S.  In one part of the dream above I think I was dreaming in a dream because I woke up yelling something and was like ashamed that I, in all probability, woke up that coworker of mine.

Bird House and Small Pillow 11/11/116

11/11/16

Last night I had a strange dream, a dream in which I only remember only fragments.

I went to Occupational Therapy Assistand school in which I in a therapeutic media class, I had to build a bird house as well as other craftwork.

In this dream, I remember having 2 bird houses that I made (I guess in the course of a dream-life because I only made one birdhouse in real life).  So these bird houses were sitting on a ledge outside  by room in a big brick building.

There was something else on the ledge, maybe a flower vase or two with fflowers  in them.  The Bird houses were colorful, contrasting to the one I made in real life which was stained brown.

In another part of the dream a woman was sitting on a couch with someone else and she was looking a something that appeared to be a small pilloow.  She was remarking about the quality of it's construction.  I said that I made it and she was like, "wow!  I love the stitching you'll have to show me hgow you did it6"... or something to that effect.

This is all I remember of this dream.

11/7/16 Sand Dune museum and old couple arguing

I was dropped off  at a very sandy area.  It was almost like sand dunes.

A guy dropped me off there (I don’t remember why).  I was going to be picked up at a later time.   So I started walking. 

As I walked, I passed higher and higher  sand hills..  After a while, I thought, “I better head back to where I was dropped off so when the guy comes back to pick me up he will be abler to find me.

So I turned back and  As I headed back I found and followed another trail between  sand hills that led to a building hidden in the sand.

The building was a museum and it was built into a sand hill.

I went in and looked around.  I found an information leaflet in a document holder on the wall, took it out but I couldn’t read it.  I figured I’d read it when I got home. (I’m vision impaired and use and ACROBAT magnifier to read stuff).

I only remember one display case.  It had miniature figurines depicting  sexual intercourse positions.

I thought after a while it was time to go and as I went to go out, the guy who dropped me off came back.

Next, I was leaving from an area that was the entrance of  the sandy area.

It was a place off of Fairschild Road in Remsen, NY; not far from Route 365. (an area that doesn’t actually have any sandy place like in my dream.)

In the next part of the dream I was watching an older man arguing with his wife about what he was doing with his life.  The old man about 65 years old was being picked up by his wife.  She was saying   they didn’t have the money for him to be working on what he was working on.  He said he had $100,000.00  in savings, but that didn’t satisfy her.

She said she was moving in with (I don’t know who; a lady friend I think).   They were standing on the side of the road when they were arguing… behind the car.  He said something sweet to her ( I didn’t hear what it was) and she said , “Oh (don’t remember the name)!”  And they both got in the car.

This is all I remember of this dream.