It’s Hard

The word “consciousness” came to mind, then Ali told me that it’s hard. (From Oct. 12, 2014) The world was going to explode at a certain time, but it didn’t. Don’t know if because it wasn’t going to, or it wasn’t going to at the exact time, on the dot, that was expected. Greg, but not, looked like a Russian woman. He had gained about 30 pounds, which wasn’t noticeable from the back, and wearing a black dress with belt. He brought the belt up to his breasts. He had been asked to say a closing prayer (before the explosion … Continue reading It’s Hard

Scared To See

(Night before, I asked, what delivery went well?) I’m with someone, or several people, seeing a military plane (real skinny with long pointed nose) on a level area, pointing to the left, at the bottom, or near, of an ocean. It’s still in working order, the government having a military outpost here, so that they are close enough to the middle of the earth, so that they can send out a bomb, to the core, and blow up the earth. I mention that if I were to come upon this plane, while under water, I would be scared to see … Continue reading Scared To See

Delivery Went Well

I go back in time with a young woman, back to her house. I noticed a silver magnet on the fridge, worn by time. I can see that it says, “Blondes are (more?) intelligent / smart.” In another room, she is standing next to a lady, who is sitting, and has makeup on. She is looking at me, intently, and I’m thinking that she looks like another woman. (Ali’s dream) We are walking, and see different colored flowers. I point one out, and he says that it is crumpled, and dying. He then sees a red one, and brings it … Continue reading Delivery Went Well

Don’t Lose The Baby

I’m in the passenger side of a car. My dad is in back, needing to come up front, waiting for me to move, but I don’t. He ends up front anyhow. Somehow I have the brake pedal on my side. My dad drives fast, and I am amazed that I am able to slow the car down as he turns corners (right). We have come to a small hill, with a road on top. We wait for the cars to pass before driving up / joining them. Marie Osmond I have two plastic pieces to put together, but don’t have … Continue reading Don’t Lose The Baby

Nothing Is There

(Night before, I asked if we come from different planets, before birth.) The bathroom is in the hallway, and I see the door open. I walk over to use it. I see that Judy is on the toilet, straight in front of me. She doesn’t see me. I think it odd / strange that she would have / leave the door open. After a bit, I then see two guys messing around in the shower (nude?). The tub is filled with water, the floor is flooded, all of the hall carpet is soaked. There are other 20-somethings in the other … Continue reading Nothing Is There

Submission

(Warning: little gory at the end.) I’m somewhere where there are people, but I’m not with them. There’s food in a separate room. I go in by myself, seems the others let me go first, by myself. A lady (used to be secretary at D. I.) is sitting behind the food table. I grab ?, then some tortilla(?) chips that are almost near the end. I then realized that there isn’t anything to drink, but then remembered that I brought my own grape juice / drink, and pb&j. I go to throw away the food crumbs, along with a plastic … Continue reading Submission

Not Sure What To Do

Kyle has come back (from where? Are we still married?), nicely dressed, and walking around normal (his nerves were becoming pinched the last few years of his life). I had the knowledge that he still had his sore / wound in back. He has brought back a woman with him. He had had sex with her, and was now paying her, giving her 3, or 4, bundles of money. I’m upset, and say to him that he has never given me anything, knowing that he did give me a few things. He doesn’t respond. I tell this woman, several times, … Continue reading Not Sure What To Do

Help Me Hold On

Me, and the old man neighbor, are together at a warehouse that sells plants, and flowers, a nursery. We are resting by the doors, watching the people, which are few. A manager(?), and another employee are doing something behind a counter. (There’s more, but I don’t remember.) Ali, and I, are walking down a very rocky orange-y / rusty colored hill. About halfway down, I see cars traveling from left to right, on the hill. I see Ali’s vehicle below. Just above the cars, there is a crevice(?). He is able to jump across, and down to the car. He … Continue reading Help Me Hold On

It Takes Time

Cher is living in an old warehouse / industrial building turned apartments. I’m standing outside her apartment with a woman, and young lady. The wall, and door is vertically to my right, with these ladies standing between me and the apartment. The door is to the right. This girl is going to be Cher’s roommate, but wanted to come check it out to see if she likes it before making a commitment. Cher comes out, and the girl excitedly, almost running, goes inside to see. There are some young guys, local(?) musicians, fooling around on the roof. Something happened to … Continue reading It Takes Time

Russian

David Wolfe looked poor/ homeless. His hair had the beginnings of being greasy / oily. He was at my grandmas house, in the front yard. He was pulling out sections of grass, like a carpet, and moving them back and forth, like someone who doesn’t know what he is doing. He was wanting to take a piece, to take back to where he lived, without being noticed. At one corner, there was a handle underneath, to help him move the piece. The grass was growing under the piece (I said it looks like carpet). I thought to myself, “Oh, that’s … Continue reading Russian