Boy In Water

I dreamt that a guy killed himself but it was a good thing. There was something about a boy in water. There was a term used and the definition was told to me but I don’t remember them. I dreamt that I was sitting in a circle with Kyle and others. We were having a good time. I think Kyle brought me here to see. (From Nov. 4, 2019) Found I dreamt that I was in a smoke filled room with someone frantically trying to get a door open to get out. I dreamt that the orange cat had either … Continue reading Boy In Water

Let Him Go

I asked, “How do I teleport?” (Several years ago I dreamt that I was floating up in space, looking back at me, with a tunnel in back of me to my left. I knew that I was able to teleport.) I dreamt that I was outside in Nevada with Amy, and others. I’m not sure why we were there. I saw an older lady with short grey (?) hair standing on the right corner of her lawn, watering (?) it. She was looking back at us as we passed her, going to the left. I pointed her out to Amy … Continue reading Let Him Go

Secret

I asked, “Is time travel possible?” I dreamt that someone was being told that something was dead and not to go there, wherever they wanted to go. I dreamt something about something having to do with secret combinations. (From April 29,2019) Toxic I dreamt of someone saying, “Remember (?), the water is toxic.” I dreamt of being up on a public (enclosed?) platform (?) / balcony (?) and someone needing to cut a hole in a wall, with some windows, (window wall) to make a passageway to the other side. (Prior week(end)) One Episode Left I dreamt of a lady … Continue reading Secret

Forgotten

I asked, “God, why are You allowing the negative entities in my room?” I dreamt that I put a bunch of cat food on the floor instead of their bowls.  There was a door, and I saw a black dog (looked like the one with the gorilla) with half of its face sticking underneath, sniffing / smelling the food. I realized that I had totally forgotten about the dog.  I dreamt that I was getting sick, coughing, and someone told me that it was because of the spirits / entities. I told them that I (already) knew, and that I … Continue reading Forgotten

Fixing

I asked, “Am I supposed to have children with Ali? ” I dreamt that Ali and I were living in apartments, on a bottom left corner. Another lady, with dark / brunette hair, asked to move in with us. I sharply said no. I don’t remember what Ali said, if I heard him. I then angrily said, “F…  you!” angrily. He repeated it back. As I was leaving, in the morning, after she had moved in, I was walking outside to go around a corner to the right. I saw them sitting outside. She had some papers on a table. … Continue reading Fixing

12 Days

(From July 8, 2018) I dreamt that Mark and I were laying in bed, me on the right, and I bent down to give him a bj. I knew that it was Mark but it had been so long since I’ve had any and I was enjoying it. It seems that at some point he became Ali. I started playing with his balls. He said something to me but don’t remember. I dreamt that the tarot cards with the cups were bending backwards for me. I dreamt that people were bringing me gifts from 12 Days of Christmas, similar to … Continue reading 12 Days

Palo Alto

I kept wanting to urinate in my parent’s bathroom instead of the one in the hallway. My dad was asleep in a side room, inside their room. I put up a screen so that he wouldn’t see me. My laptop kept dying (which it does) Palo Alto, Ca It’s Christmas time again, and the family is here. It feels like the tree was taken down yesterday. There is tinsel on the tree. Aunt Lana is doing the dishes on her own, she wants to do them. Someone is asking where the cups are, so I say there are some in … Continue reading Palo Alto

Who Are You?

(From Jan. 31, 2014) I was in an apartment by a window, with open vertical white blinds, looking outside. I was looking down, and saw a woman sitting on a (iron?) bench below. She was wearing shades. She smiled, she moved. Did she see me? I hear music playing. I walked over to where it was and looked down to see what the song was. It was an old-time player. An 8-track? I then went into the bedroom where everything there was white. We had money, so we had a small hallway of closets leading to the bathroom. I am … Continue reading Who Are You?