The Lottery

I asked the same question, “What are the answers to the tests that are in the book? ” I dreamt of a train (?) veering off to the right toward water instead of coming in front of me like I had imagined. 

I was standing above what looked to be a bunch of thick tree roots. They were in a depressed area of land. I think I was by the ocean. Some of them almost looked like a woman stretched out / lying down on her stomach. 

I dreamt that I was at a bank (?). I was with a couple of other people (men?). There was something about writing $2 where the recipient should be. I hadn’t asked for it, but a man had me do it. It had something to do with the lottery. 

Walid was there in a line next to us. Seems he was ahead of us. We eventually caught up to him, and maybe passed him. 

I saw to my right snacks that were being sold. Some of them were from SnackWell products of Mexican sweet breads. 

I dreamt that there was a young girl with a beetle taped to the right side of her head. It was eating away at her. I could only see the legs dangling. I was concerned  for her that this could take her life. She didn’t have a right ear but a flap of skin.

(From Sept. 3, 2018 Bad Hygiene)

I asked about the voices. I dreamt that when I looked out my bedroom window when I got up to feed the cats, one of the cats was outside (she could go until neighbors messed with her toes) and I was wondering how she got there. Their friend was out there waiting as well. He was by the little wall (2 bricks high). I didn’t have my glasses on but I was able to manipulate my vision so that I could make out his coloring.

I dreamt that as I walked out of my room, the a/c was on and realized that I had forgotten to turn it off. 

I dreamt of Travis and him having two young blonde girls. The wife was gone. Dead? Divorced? I think maybe dead because of a comment that was said. 

Something about water.

I dreamt that there were three older men living together. Two had bad hygiene. For some reason I went to their place, expecting a horrible smell but instead smelled banana bread, which the third guy loved. 

I dreamt something about a bird out of its cage and the lady owner said something about people who were amazed at this. 

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Last night I asked, “What is the book?” I dreamt something about wanting to send something to Amy (?) and seeing the social media options listed vertically, including the gmail option. I decided to email. I don’t remember the beginning of the address but the end was, I think, May6.gmail.com. I don’t know about the rest of the email but I wrote the @ and made it big. 

I dreamt something about either being in the mountains, or being somewhere where I was feeling the coolness of being in the mountains.

(From Sept. 8, 2018 Had Been Found)

I asked about the voices. I dreamt that someone’s boy was missing in the morning. I asked Greg if he had been found and he said yes. Greg was still lying in bed. I had my small pink fan (that I had as a teenager) which was still on. I told Greg that he could’ve turned it off, but then, I could’ve told him that he could (huh?). He told me that I had to be woken up because I was snoring. 

I dreamt that I had a holiday mini catalog / magazine ad. I don’t remember the company. I also had a magazine that I accidentally put in the trash as it was in the middle of the stuff I was holding. 

I dreamt that Mark was married to Lorelei (his daughter, but not in the dream) and they had a baby. I was thinking about their age difference.

I dreamt that a birthday party for Julia Louis – Dreyfuss was being televised. I wondered why when she isn’t important / special. There were black lingham balloons. I was there.

A guy suggested doing a three way with me. I wasn’t comfortable with that so I left. I was wearing a dress. Mustard color?

When I got outside, the Siamese boy was there. He had followed me. The house was down, and across, the street so I walked. He kept in front of me, and even went into the street. I was anxious for him, praying that he wouldn’t get killed like the Siamese girl (meaning that I didn’t want him killed, not to mean in the same way). 

I dreamt of Ben, standing behind him. He looked good.

Could Be My Husband

I asked again what the date is. I dreamt of going down an escalator and seeing three men walking my direction. One of them was portraying Joseph Smith. I think one of them was Brigham Young, but not sure. I started to get teary eyed and wanted to cry but didn’t want to cry there. They stopped at the store at the bottom of the escalator, facing the way they came, standing at the right side of the opening, slightly at an angle to the escalator. The other man was closer to the store.

When I got down I went over and hugged him, putting my head on his left shoulder. He said that he wasn’t allowed to do that so I brought my head up a bit. After several seconds he relaxed and gently put my head back down on his shoulder. He had put his hand on my jaw and I wondered if he felt any hair. We were the same height. 

I was thinking of asking him about “being” with Emma and the loss of the twins. I knew that was an inappropriate question and wasn’t really going to ask. 

I wanted to hug him longer but was consciously aware of his time and that there were probably others who wanted to see him. I was thinking that maybe he “could” be my husband.

I dreamt of the word “Lahuna” . I don’t remember if it was a name of a person or thing, or if it just was there.

I dreamt of a starship (if that’s what it’s called). I don’t know if it’s from Star Trek or Star Wars. It’s round in the back and has “pinchers” in front . There was a satellite coming at me and others who were there. It was night. Instead of hitting us, it stayed in the sky above us. This other spacecraft was there. 

I dreamt of telling someone to “Respect them because they chose to live”. I was writing this on a black leather (?) bracelet (?), going down instead of across. I made the R a little too big and was wondering how I would get the whole word on. I don’t remember the beginning of the dream that got me to this point. 

I dreamt something about the family getting together for a celebration. Val was there with a baby. I asked her what it was like to have a baby at her age. I don’t remember her answer. 

I dreamt that puss came out of my left (?) ear piercing. 

In The Middle

I rephrased the question, asking “What date is it?” I dreamt that I was in a different country. As I woke I couldn’t remember but Latvia came to mind. I was sitting outside in the middle of rundown (?) / dilapidated (?) apartments (?). There was a space for a campsite. I saw a young boy (10?) with red curly hair (?). I saw another like him on the second landing of the second floor. I wasn’t sure if that was him, another boy who looked like him, or a twin.

There was a lady there with me. She was telling me that there were homes for sale for $1000, or less than $1 in that country’s money. 

She also mentioned that we could die (?) from stomach problems from being overweight. As she was saying this I was standing in front of an Adirondack (?) chair that had some Hershey miniatures on the arm that were starting to fall off to the left. I was able to catch them before they fell. I was thinking that I didn’t need them, they were just here.

As I was waiting to fall asleep, I saw a black woman coming forward, asking a white woman (didn’t see her) if she knew Henry Winston.

Pleading

A couple killed a man (relative?) with a pick while he was sleeping. The woman had the pick laying on his chest then slowly dug it in. I had pleaded for them not to do it. Because of the way it was done, the police believed that it had been done several hours before. The couple were nonchalant about it after. When I woke, I wondered why I didn’t report them.

I dreamt something about a pool cleaning truck driving by, from right to left.

I dreamt something about being in a small plane / jet with Mark. There was room to move around.

I dreamt something about ants crawling over my change.

I keep forgetting about a dream that I had several days ago. I was urinating, and it then turned into (menstrual?) blood, which then seeped out onto the floor. The blood looked like it does when some of it is clear as if it was mixed with egg whites.

King of the Mountain / End of the Line

(From June 19, 2015)

Some men were over, fixing the SmartTV so that it’ll stop crashing. There was a black box, from inside, that was out, hanging by the cords. The men explained what they were doing, but don’t remember what they said. One man had a small lightbulb under his left nostril. It wasn’t real, and wasn’t touching him. It was more like it had been drawn there. 

King of the Mountain from Midnight Oil 

(From June 20, 2015)

Flying / going over a mansion in Alaska, that I wouldn’t mind having. There was greenery covering it. It was at the end of a cul – de – sac(?). It was the shape of a rectangle, with the ends coming out. The left side (when facing the front) was facing the street. About 100 feet, roughly, in front of it, there was an elementary school, with the playground, with a bunch of different things to play on (and children?), in front. 

Behind the mansion were several other mansions, facing the same direction, but over to the right (when facing the front). They seemed as if in the backyard of the first. I thought that they were too close, but that I could handle it. 

End of the Line by the Traveling Wilbury’s. 

(From July 2, 2015 First dream where I woke up, and then continued dream when back asleep)

An Arab / Middle Eastern man had scheduled to have every white person in the community / city to be killed. I am in a room with a man, and maybe some family. The man slyly signals to me that I would be ok / saved (because I’m pregnant?). 

The next morning, the people are walking to the area where the killing is to take place. They are walking as if going to an event, knowing where they are going. 

Another man (involved with the killing) in the room leaves , around 7/8 , in the morning still. We then leave. The man then takes me to another white room, where we will be safe. 

I am now in a vehicle, but still in the same room (?), and looking behind me. I see 4 horses, in a trailer, side by side. The first, third, and fourth are facing away from me. The fourth one is facing the same direction because it’s bigger, and is able to fit. 

(From July 3, 2015)

Sioki’s, an Asian music group. (Don’t know of any.) I heard the music, techno(?), while seeing the cd cover. 

God, Help Me

(From May 5, 2015)

I saw a face, without an outline, representing others, with rosy / red cheeks. Actually, I think that’s all I saw, but knew it was a face. The cheeks were that color because they had (what is called) B. D. These people were to have a shot, made from / by Monsanto, to cure it. I did something which caused the majority of the people to decline the shot. The few who did have / get it, died. 

(From May 6, 2015)

I was standing in a room, with other people, for an event (?). I’m standing by the back wall, in the middle (?). A flower delivery man has walked in carrying a big bouquet of white roses. He is walking towards me, then hands them to me. Someone had ordered for them to be delivered to me. They have really long stems, because my hair is long. There is a white tag at the bottom, with my name(?) in red. 

I am visiting another church with my family. We are signing our names on the attendance. I give it back to the teacher, passing Ali (on my right, front, sideways), because he isn’t a member. 

(From May 18, 2015)

A spirit named T(h)eresa was squeezing my middle section so much that my vision (not wearing glasses) became so blurry that I had to close my eyes. I said 3 times, “God, help me “, loud, before she let go. 

A cat (head on the right side) was under the stage, at church (that’s where the extra chairs are kept), that you couldn’t see until you looked. She was about to give birth. There were two hot dogs that had rolled down a tiny slope (it was now outside) so that she wasn’t able to reach them. They were under a green(ery) that was growing there. 

Right Before the Mother Dies 

(From April 25, 2015)

I am in England, with a couple other people. I am in awe that I am here, and yet, there are people back home, in America, doing their own thing (s). 

I am on an open train (?), taking a tour of Sherwood Forest, but up in the air looking down. It isn’t a forest though, and has metal red(?) horses situated here and there. I see tourists walking around. 

The train jolts, and goes down, like a theme park ride (The Simpson’s at Universal Studios), but I’m not too scared / worried. 

(From April 26, 2015)

I’m in Switzerland. I left on Friday, during the day, and ended up there on their Saturday, during the day. I was to leave to come back home on their Monday, and arriving here on Sunday. 

(From April 27, 2015)

I’m in a building, not big. The walls have small “holes ” / pocks. Two ladies have painted 3D motion pictures on the walls (where you tilt your head to see different pictures). One of them was of a black horse walking through / up / down (facing me) a stream. I got a little teary eyed, and told the ladies that it reminded me of Bambi, and then thought, “right before the mother dies “. 

Another picture was of a woman from shoulders up, wearing a coat with a fluffy piece around her neck. The ladies mentioned something to me about this one, but don’t remember what. 

(Ali’s dream)

I was being bossy, telling people they had to exercise / workout. 

(From April 28, 2015)

I’m watching a movie / show. The outside of a building has a blinking sign / letters because that’s how the owner wants it. 

Inside a / the building, two men have become aware that a body / person inside a drawer in a mortuary is actually alive. They have opened it up, and are looking inside. The scene is to the right of the drawer, same height, looking at the front of the men. 

John Ritter

(From March 22, 2015)

John Ritter(?) is fishing. He’s standing at the back of the boat. There is netting over / covering him. He has caught 3 fish. They are lined up on the rod, vertically, sideways, like a flag. A friend passes by, and he shows them off. He then gets a service call to go (help) fix whatever he fixes. Before he leaves, he coughs. After he leaves, a rock is shown with specks of blood. This is the beginning of his death. 

(From March 25, 2015 Ali’s dream)

His mother, and he, were having a conversation. 

Abdul and Ali, two guys from Somalia, both dead, were attempting to intimidate Ali. He finally told them to f— off. They were shocked, and scared, and took off. 

(From March 26, 2015)

I couldn’t understand what the person on the phone was saying, but they had called for Juli. I don’t remember if I mentioned it to mom, but she had gotten on the phone while I went to tell Juli that the person had mentioned something about putting someone (animal) down. She then had recognition in / on her face. 

I Have Been Training 

(From March 6, 2015)

I was watching tv somewhere, standing. The beginning of a show was starting, and Kyle was there, in it. I commented to someone, “Can you believe it’s been 3 years (since he passed)?” (He passed in ’08.)

(From March 9, 2015)

The old neighbor was going to move to a house on 21st street (which, in the dream, was around the same area) on the 28th. 

(From March 10, 2015)

Tastes like chocolate. Ketchup and lemon pudding (side by side, not mixed together). Only I took a taste. I only tasted the ketchup, so I said so, and that it tastes good. 

Chumbawamba. I say that I have their song on tape. 

(Ali’s dream)

We are in a race. I am in the lead, passing the others at the beginning, speeding so fast that my feet barely touch the ground. Ali is behind me. My hair is in a ponytail. I am wearing a red shirt, blue shorts, and fancy / colorful shoes. 

After we finish, we are barely breathing / breathing normal. After the others finish, they ask how I / we did it. I tell them that I have been training. I also mention food.