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. 

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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. 

Open Book 

(From Jan. 11, 2015)

Snowball (poodle looking dog) is wearing a brace covering his neck, and body, which looks like his skeleton. It is orange (?). He had just come back home from a dog “school”. I was thinking that that would be a place where I could work. 

Judy had made a gre/ay sweater for Lorelei, who was overcome with emotion by the gesture. 

I was standing in water (don’t think I was wet), at a beach, about a mile out. The bottom was still fairly flat / shallow that far out. There are coastal homes along the shore, looking all the same, lined up. 

I am looking at a monument / sculpture replica that was made, of gold, and placed there, in honor of those pioneers (from the late 1800’s) who had lost their lives while on the same vessel, going to the shore, from water rising over them, and engulfing them. The vessel is an open book, sideways so that the left side page is towards the shore. The left side may be standing, or halfway closed at an angle. On the right side was a phonograph , as if this was a Braille book. Below the book was an open platform for people to stand. I was watching the water come up to it, and splash against it, without incident. After a couple of times though, it came up, and over. I thought to myself, “Oh, I see”‘ or something like that. 

I then started back to shore. The water was building a wave, coming towards me, instead of going to the shore, to break upon itself. I then saw that I had just barely made it to where I was at the top of the wave, so that it would crash behind me, and I could continue on. 

(From Jan. 16, 2015)

RCC (Riverside Community College) is the most dangerous in the country, and has the most dangerous character in California. 

Cher, with strong legs, being a co-leader of a group, having fun inside a castle. 

People sometimes hear a woman singing inside this castle / mansion. One old man, a long time ago, got curious, found her, and had a heart attack from what he saw. I wanted to investigate the singing. 

Elevator , and shaft, made of wood because it was still being worked on, and the actual one hadn’t been installed yet. I was going down. 

Soft metal that was malleable, shaped in toy military figures (not people), and bigger figures replicating the smaller. Looking at the small ones, they looked like something kinda disturbing happened, so I said that I wasn’t going to go look at the bigger ones. 

I’m on a wheel, like a water wheel, going down, thinking that I need to get off so I don’t die. Seems there was a metal piece going across, like packing tape (?), down below, and whatever was on the wheel gets squished. There was finally a spot where I could jump off, to my left, on to a wooden platform, with a hole in the middle. 

There was a small open book store inside this castle / mansion (like those small neighborhood ones). The castle (yes, the building itself) had information for me, but was worried people might think I was crazy. I said to it, “You’re cute”, and that the guy standing there looking through a book will probably think I was talking to him. 

One More Time

(From Nov. 28, 2014)

A cat had brought all of her kittens, hanging from her underneath, which are actually tiny rats that looked somewhat like sperm / tadpoles, with her holding them there. I didn’t understand why she would do this. I grabbed one to look at, and accidentally smushed it between my fingers.

(From Nov. 28, 2014)

A small white plane crashed into the windshield of a car, killing everyone, and the people in the several cars behind.

(From Dec. 24, 2014)

Barbie had a stash of chocolate on a ledge above the bath, to keep for herself.

Ben finally moved his bedroom upstairs. I had forgotten about the upstairs.

(From Dec. 25, 2014)

One more time

Stay away

Killed

(From Nov. 19, 2014)

Ali, and I, were going to go somewhere, but he wanted to stop at a corner house in the neighborhood where loud music is played (isn’t one). I don’t know how, but they killed him. When he got to the hospital, a guy who used to be his student, was there, and because of the respect this guy had for Ali, he was telling, straightaway, the others what to do / get.

I was feeling down because of this, and was somewhere where I saw Kyle, and he was going to get married to someone else. I was wondering why he wasn’t / wouldn’t get married to me. If only he was getting married to me.

Dale Bryson (don’t know anyone by this name)

(Ali’s dream)

The Mexican neighbor, and the guy who has been working here, broke into the house. We didn’t see them. They broke through the glass sliding doors, with shattered pieces everywhere. I saw a flashlight that was still on, and knew it was them who did this. Ali got on the phone to the police.

(From Dec. 4, 2014)

The Strangest Secret had a section about black history, which in turn had a section titled, “Who Holds Your Money, Part 1”.

Feel the Empty Space

(Night before I asked why I was called “The Mother”)

A guy was cozying up with me, talking with me. I realized that I hadn’t brushed my teeth yet, but didn’t worry too much about it since he didn’t seem to notice / be affected by it.

Someone, Ali ?, mentioned that I hadn’t brushed my teeth, so I told him that I had been chewing (minty) gum.

My top left tooth, next to my “fang”, came out. I was looking behind it, where there was some of my gums (normal, supposed to be there), to figure out why it would come off / out. I saw a tiny white spot at the top left corner, and thought that might be the reason.

I attempted to put it back, like a nail (not pushing it up in the gums), but it wouldn’t stay. I then let it go, and figured that Ali will have to live with me like this.

I put my lip down, and it felt weird to feel the empty space.

A young teenage girl, with shoulder (blade) length brown hair, had a boyfriend, came from a wealthy family, and was enjoying life.

One day she found out that she had a certain type of skin cancer. A couple of days later, she was looking at her face in the mirror, with boyfriend behind her, and mentioned that she saw a sign of it showing up on her face.

She lived with a lot of ladies, relatives?, and had a lot of dogs (not seen, but knew).

There was a festival in town, and she went to enjoy it while she could. Someone asked where her boyfriend was.

She “skated” down a cement curved slope. The scene continued to the left, showing several different groups of people showcasing their own entertainment / talents, like a parade, but they were stationary.

I saw a group of people singing the Star Spangled Banner song in a dunked up version / way. Next to them were ladies doing a dance routine with those things they throw up in the air.

This girl had become a bit weaker, but still happy. She had just sold a shirt, or clothes, and was holding a wad of cash in her hands, looking at it. She had some tears, but was smiling, because of what she had planned to do with it for her family. She was wearing black and white striped clothes, with varying widths.

(From Nov. 17, 2014)

A lady loved getting tore up / mangled by dogs, and would get paid for it. She didn’t have any ambulances around, but had two people who were there to help clean and bandage her wounds.

There were black baby kittens on a small slope of a hill, but they were balls, like when fish lay eggs. Someone was moving them, attempting to scoop them up, but not using the scoops nearby, so they were rolling down, about to drop to their deaths.

I was at a nice, well built, non denominational church, just to see what it was like. There was a man sitting a couple of chairs away from me on my right. He was “teaching”, using a tablet(?). One part, he was talking about politicians, showing faces. I saw Mitt Romney. This man said that Mormon’s don’t matter. He went on to something else, saying again about the Mormon’s. I stopped him, and asked if Mormon’s don’t matter because they are irrelevant to his discussion, or because he doesn’t like them. He started answering by not answering, as he backed his chair away.

A little blonde girl (2 / 3) was then sitting on my lap. Though there were no signs, people knew that she was abused. She was still happy though. She wore a dark dress, with tiny white spots?, and I was rubbing her legs. She wasn’t bothered by that. I then saw hair sticking out of her mouth, and went to take it out. As I went for it, I noticed that the end of her tongue was pierced, and this hair was tied through the hole. She put her tongue back inside, so I wasn’t able to get to it.

(From Nov. 16, 2014)

I was in a class, not for schooling, but like a community one, for fun. One day a light skin Arab man offered to give me, and another woman, a ride home. He dropped her off, then continued on. I was going to tell him that I live in Riverside when he brought out some masking tape (the brown / tan one). I knew what his intentions were, so I got out of there.

I was running in the city, like in New York with the alleys between the businesses, and couldn’t find a place to go. I finally said, out loud, “God, show me a way out”, or something like that. I then saw that I could go down a certain alley.

I went down, and through a door. It was a small rectangular room, like at church for nursing mothers, but there was only a long rectangular mirror on the left, with a counter below it. I debated getting under, but figured he would see me, so I went next to the door so that I would be behind it when he opened it.

After he opened it, and didn’t see me, I heard some ladies voices coming our way, and he closed the door without looking behind.

The Mother

I am standing between benches, turned toward the back, in the chapel of the church, on the right side, speaking with someone. I am wearing an empire waist dress, blue / sea green(?) coloring, maybe some tiny flowers(?). My hair is dark brown / black, but looks natural. I have added some pounds (10-15/20).

A tall, big man walks in at the back. He sees me, and walks to the left toward a lady, to ask about me. Jovially / happily, she says, “Oh, the Mother”, and brings him to me, which by now I’m near the front on the left side, and introduces him to me. He reminds me of Kyle, intriguing me. I tell him, yes, I am a mother, thinking about my two children, thus the weight. Later on, though, I realize / tell myself that I don’t have any children.

This man has a Polish last name, with the weird spelling. He is funny, having previously been on SNL. His singing is beautiful, to almost being of an operatic quality, seeing him sitting where the choir sits, in the top row.

At one point, I am walking through a hallway, in the church, with him, and others, behind me. I’m having a bit of a difficult time walking, but not struggling, with a smile on my face when I look back.

There are some cards with names inside. Don’t know what for. I see mine, and the big guys together, mine having his last name. A man says it’s because he always sees us together.

I’m sitting outside, by a round table with an umbrella(?), watching two dark black bald men, who are about 20 yards away, get situated. I’m wondering what the big guy would say / do if he saw me looking, but also thinking it wouldn’t bother him too much.

I had put a sleeping bag outside, in the back, but forgot about it. Next thing I know, it’s raining, and Steve, as a young boy (11?), is in it. A church leader, who isn’t physically there, but can see him, asked how he is doing. Steve responded that he is fine, except for the fact that he can’t feel his fingers / hands, and toes / feet. He then covers himself. There is a small grave next to him, with something buried.

There is a line of Asian men, wearing black suits, holding red umbrellas, on the side of a mountain. I only see the faces of the first couple of them, as I see them from above. I don’t know where they came from, where they are going, or how many there are, as I assume that they go around the corner.

(From Oct. 26, 2014)

A tall, big man, who likes me, and wants to get involved, picked me up so that my back was against his left arm, and my legs over his right.

I’m worried about him being able to hold my weight, but then concluded that he could because of his stature.

(From Oct. 25, 2014)

I’m outside, taking a test. My teacher is Bishop Powers. He is enjoying the day, and is enjoying it so much, that he becomes overheated, and needs to lie down on a table. I mention to him, “I thought you had learned from last time”, or something to that effect.

While taking the test, we were able to freely converse with each other. I was one of the last two to finish. The test papers were more like a thin book stapled(?) together, and the pages were of varying shapes, sizes, and maybe colors. The questions themselves also weren’t thought out well. One of the last ones wanted me to put in order several animals, stacked upon each other, which included a hummingbird, turtle, and a cat. The longer I looked at this, more animals seemed to show up.

A guy appeared, as I was finishing, who sat as close to me as he could, on the right side, in an affectionate way. He looked a combination of Eddie Vedder, and a 7th grade t.a. We had taken a previous class together, and knew each other from that, but didn’t do anything outside of that class.

He told me he was from Provo, Utah, and he was what is known / called “Nu Essence”. He then took out, from his right pants pocket, what looked like a small jewelry box, and then got on the ground next to me, facing me. He said he was what was called “Level(?)”, which I might have heard of / about. I told him no, I hadn’t. He then started to explain. (I woke as he was doing so.)

As he was on the ground, I assumed that he was going to ask me to marry him. I was thinking I would tell him that we hardly know each other, but I was considering saying yes. I was also going to tell him that I would give him an answer the next day, as I needed to discuss this with Ali.

(From Oct. 24, 2014)

Ali was gone for several days, for something, and my dad was here with me. Shortly after going to bed, the alarm went off. I went to check it out, and by the time I got to it, it was turned off, and a guy from church in Moreno Valley was there. He came because some of the floor, in the kitchen(?), needed to be removed and replaced. I saw water underneath the house. He then left, but I told him the floor needed to be fixed, and he said it would be. Another guy, also from church in Moreno Valley, showed up to fix it.

The alarm was in a closet, and I saw writing, in black ink, written by a lady. Ali had smudged some of it, maybe so I couldn’t read it?

We had a large round, globe sized, chandelier, and two men were fixing the lights / lighting.

I was reading, in a newspaper(?), “The life you are to have will be”, or something along those lines.

Dad asked about death, if whether now, or at the end life, or both. I said both.

(From Oct. 23, 2014)

A female is parked in a white car, backed up. Not in a lot, but more like under an empty overpass. I don’t see her. She is frantic, on the phone to 911. She is telling the operator that a man is coming after her. The operator knows about this man.

The man, in a car, backs up to her car, speeding, crunching hers, then takes off.

I’m standing on the passenger side, by the back, a ways back. I see her falling out in two, but she is not a body, but more like two burnt circles. I think someone comes with something to cover her.

Black family, mostly women in their 50’s / 60’s, leave church early, as one of them is in a wheelchair, and they don’t want the other people to get in the way.

David Bowie is there, dressed warmly in a dark sweater. I ask him if Iman is ok with him being Mormon. He acknowledges yes.

We (including?) are at Oprah’s house, looking at her collectibles collection. She has some life-sized statues from different movies. She also has some things of Einstein.

I am riding in a rail train, with no top, with somebody else, inside this room. Looking down, I mention that the rail isn’t there, but then I see it.

I’m in Alan Alda’s bedroom, standing at the end, to the left (if on the bed). I think there might also be an orangey cat.

Alan is on the right side of the bed. He has on those square glasses with the big black frames. He is wearing striped pajamas, but I see that they are see through, and see what looks like white shorts underneath.

His wife is next to him, sitting up, with shorts on. She is skinny, so much so, that I can see a bone sticking out of her left leg, up by the hips. She has really short hair, and I wonder if she is gay. There are several different colored striped pajamas on the end of the bed between them.

Alan puts his arm over her stomach / chest area, bringing her down, wanting to get frisky with her. She mentions that I am there. I know they do other things, read, when I’m not there.

(Didn’t realize I had so much to write.)