Turn Into Dust

I didn’t ask a question last night. I dreamt that Ali would make people’s (sleeping) dreams turn into dust. (That’s what the Utah girl does to mine.)

I dreamt that I was standing out past right field of a baseball field. There were other people as well. I was thinking that if the ball hit my glasses I could get some new ones. Shortly after thinking this, a ball did hit the bottom of my right lens, breaking and shattering it. Amy cleaned it up. I didn’t move.

I dreamt that a short silver horse trailer was standing on the front end on top of some dirt. It loosely looked like there was a horse buried next to it. I didn’t want to get a shovel and touch it to find out because it would’ve creeped me out if there was one.

I dreamt that some young boys were talking about how they were able to escape WWII by hiding among trees in the dark and keeping still until it was safe to move. They were finally able to make it here to one of the states but don’t remember which one.

I dreamt that there was thin chocolate (nutrition?) bar in the fridge that I had put in there the week prior that I had forgotten about.

I dreamt that there was an author in Norway who looked like my brother. I was wondering if it was him living under a different identity. He was wearing a white shirt. I was finally able to see his eyes close enough to know it wasn’t him.

(From yesterday) No Food

I asked, “What is Ali’s relationship to me?” I dreamt that mom got a call in the middle of the night letting her know that I don’t have any food. She woke up Judy to take her shopping. Judy was upset about having to go. Mom mentioned getting a pancake mix. Judy asked whether I was able to make it and mom said that I could.

I got up and started stomping on Judy as she was lying on the floor on her left side with her head to the left. I didn’t care if I broke any bones. I then picked her up and flipped her, feet over head, out through the bedroom doorway to the left without her hitting the hallway wall. I didn’t care how she landed, not looking.

I dreamt something about setting off firecrackers in the street at the end of the driveway without the Mexican neighbors finding out it was me.

I dreamt of looking at the time that was on the left of the bed, and seeing that the time was 2:41. I’ve been sleeping in a family size room with horror movie characters sitting a short distance away from me in the front of me at a rectangular table. They are only lit by outside lights. I only noticed the first couple of them on the left.

I was crying out, “Mommy” but not loud enough for her to hear me from her room. (I’ve never called her that.) I was telling myself that I could handle this for two more hours until I got up to feed the cats. I was also praying to God for protection.

I started hearing a man, as if a commercial, saying, “Do you have to watch your back?” I saw a picture (unless he was part of the mannequins in front of me) of a dark/shadow man walking through a front door to the left.

I dreamt that I was lying in bed on the left side, peeking out of the blanket over my face. Someone was next to me, telling me to get rid of the beetle that was casually walking to the door to the right at the end of the bed. I didn’t see it but knew it was there.

I was thinking that it shouldn’t have been there since the VibesUp pad I have is supposed to raise the vibrations of the environment and that the two can’t coexist.

I dreamt that Judy’s name was instead Amy and I was thinking that there are two Amy’s in the family.

I dreamt that there was a toddler boy who walked out of a public bathroom with his dark blue pants down to his ankles. I was in front of him. I picked him up to take him back to clean him up.

There were several water streams spraying up so I playfully touched his butt to a couple of them, asking him if it was cold. He had a little bit of poop still that the water rinsed off.

I dreamt that Micalanne was frustrated and said something about different things going wrong as a sign that she wasn’t supposed to buy a house that she was interested in.

There was a short roller coaster that was our way to the house. There was only one side of the track. Mom, Micalanne, Amy and I were in it. I noticed down below that there was a light colored bag, that looked like a doctor’s bag, was under water. I mentioned this to them but they weren’t paying attention to me.

Bethany was under mom’s seat as mom was sitting there, and Micalanne got after her, calling out her name.

The roller coaster started moving and after it got to the end, kept going, flying in the air. I mentioned this and they acknowledged that they already knew.

I dreamt that I was on the KFC website, looking at the nutrition page (?) wanting to search for something. Instead of typing it in, I clicked on the button with 48 on it.

(From August 13, 2019) Exposed

I asked the same question. 222 views/subscribers came to mind.

The thought that some of my pictures have been turned into a luna, which means a video/compilation, came to mind.

I dreamt about Kyle speeding in his station wagon. We were already where we were supposed to be/going.

There were a couple other people with us and there was something about not wanting the neighbors to hear the doors close. As one of them closed a door, there was a sound and they jokingly said that the neighbors heard it.

I dreamt something about wearing something that had my back exposed.

The thought that I would be guided through this pregnancy and that I would be near came to mind.

(From August 12, 2019) Lopsided

I asked the same question. I dreamt something about a most lopsided room.

I dreamt that Amy wanted me to ask a lady how to get somewhere. Her house was square based and open on the left side. This lady told me to follow (route) 57. She was hopeful that we would reach our destination and that she would be able to move away from that area.

I dreamt of seeing billionaires walking up some steps that were on a couple sides of a “pyramid” that was flat on top. There was a huge white billboard size thing for engraving/carving. There was only space enough for this and the people standing so it had to be lowered there after the work was done. It was a face of a man looking to the left.

As the people were walking up, I was noticing their clothes and thinking how it must be nice not to have to worry about being able to buy them.

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