Somewhere Else

I asked, “Do I need to go to the mountains?” I dreamt that I was outside in the desert / dirt area with millennials. They were is different small groups. The females were wearing 80’s style sunglasses. I also had some on. I was walking among them, checking them out. It was starting to get late but they still were planning to party somewhere else.

I dreamt (same?) that there were small storms coming and going. I ask Ali if there’s time for something.

There is an overweight woman with shortish brunette hair talking with him. She is doing something. (Utah girl?)

I am inside the San Bernardino home. I walk over to the big windows in the back. The sliding glass door is open some. One of the siamese cats is walking in front of me as I hurry to close it so that they won’t get out.

The siamese girl does get out and I follow to bring her in. I cry out, “No!No! No!” As I walk past the small rectangular kitchen window, I bang on it with my open palm to get Ali’s attention. He doesn’t respond because the woman is still there.

The grass is knee high. The cat walks diagonally to the right about 20 yards then comes back, passing me. I reach down into the grass to grab her but she gets away. After several attempts, I finally get a hold of her tail.

I dreamt that me and a couple other people were to clean the church before it started. A lady showed us a picture with the church in different sections for us. Mine was section “C”, where the children go. There was a theater marquee that pointed out like a triangle.

I knew where this section was but was having a hard time finding it. People were already showing up as I was walking around confused looking for it.

At last I did find it. I saw the marquee at the corner where two hallways meet. I thought to myself, “Ah, yes.”

I dreamt that those who come to have an abortion sit on a toilet in an open room, continuing on as if it was normal, continuing to converse with those she came with, waiting for the baby to drop / come out.

There was a cemetery next to this place for people who came to visit the deceased.

(From yesterday) No Soul

I asked the same question. I was told that the spirit doesn’t have a soul.

Someone asked, “I know I / probably shouldn’t be asking, but where’s the mare?”

(From Sept. 12, 2019) Dangerous

I asked the same question. I dreamt that I was walking on a sidewalk at night. There was a man on a bike / bicycle going the other way on the street. For some reason I had the thought that he was dangerous, so I was hiding among the trees and bushes that were hanging over as I continued walking.

(From Sept. 11, 2019) Sold

I asked the same question. I dreamt something about $96, which is $4 short of $100. Somehow it worked out so that both Kyle and I got our $50 for the month.

I dreamt that I was going away for something and leaving mom in charge of the cats. The siamese girl and orange tabby got outside. I went out to bring them in so mom wouldn’t have to worry about finding them. They both came back in on their own. I had to remind myself that it was only for a couple days / over the weekend.

There was something about having my makeup and other stuff on a dresser and somehow knocking them over.

I dreamt that dad was taking us back to the house that he and mom had just sold to gather more of our stuff. I don’t know why it wasn’t all packed up to begin with. There was still quite a bit left. I didn’t see the stuff getting put in boxes, but was rather grabbed.

We may have had to drive down a driveway to get to our old house. Seems there was something about the house and having to dig further down. Adding a basement?

Micalanne and I came back with an Asian guy, or had Asian in him. He was a representative of an Asian company / corporation that was buying up houses.

When we got to the street, I noticed that other houses that had also been sold and bought by this Asian company / corporation, now looked like square two – three story apartment buildings because of having an addition on top.

They were light brown (?) with dark trim. The back sides of them hung over the land, like on a hill.

I was thinking about dreams that I’ve recently read that others have had where people are starting to conform / be the same as others and if you don’t, then you’ll be persecuted.

I asked this guy if the company / corporation is waiting for the owners of the other unbought houses to move so that they can be bought. I don’t remember his response buy I don’t think he gave a direct one, or he simply said that he didn’t know to avoid answering.

Inside the house, I saw several sunny dresses in my old closet. A few of them I had bought when I was with Kyle. I hesitated before grabbing them, not sure if I should.

Micalanne and this guy were in a different room not making any noise. I don’t know what they were doing.

We then went over to the house across the street. Seems it also used to belong to us. There was a short old woman trying to get ready to move but may have been confused (?). She was missing some of her teeth.

She had a mattress with a stain of a drop of blood. I was thinking that if this was my mattress, I would’ve cleaned it up.

She was talking with this Asian guy but don’t remember / know what they were saying.

For some reason I brought the siamese, who was up on a cupboard / shelf so I grabbed her as we were about to leave.

Micalanne and this guy were again in a room together (or was it only once?). As I was waiting for them, I saw several copies of her scriptures so I grabbed some.

(I’m not sure about what happened at which house.)

(From Sept. 10, 2019) Nothing There

I asked the same question. I don’t remember any dreams but I woke up and looked at the time. It was 4:04. In computer terms, it means that nothing is there.

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