Bounce right back up

(From Jan. 30, 2015)

Seems like the 1800’s, Little House on the Prairie / Anne of Green Gables, style. A young girl (10?) is outside of a house, with a table vertical to the house, on the right. A boy has walked away, and (she runs after)

(From Feb. 12, 2015)

A man (Eric Pepin?) is in the house, sitting on the floor. He is showing us that / how he can pull up a person’s name on the SmartTV. He brings up a head shot of an autistic girl, whose name is Cass, with another female beside her. Cass is dangerous. 

It’s soon time to leave, and I mention to someone that the blinds need to be shut (over the glass doors) because it’s dark outside. 

Before Eric leaves, he gives me a hug. He comes to my chest area. We are both surprised at the difference, thinking we were about the same height. I mention that I’m amazed at this. 

I was in the drivers seat of Kyle’s (beat up) station wagon, in an enclosure. There was a boat in front of me, and a vehicle behind, blocking me in. I did see an opening though, behind the vehicle, so I went through. There was a small ditch, wide enough for one person, with water running through, which I was able to cross over. The tire went down, then bounced right back up. 

(From Feb. 13, 2015)

I’m in the garage, with a big black dog, ready to take off for when the police break down the door. 

Ali, and I, have to leave the house. I’m scared. It’s dark outside with some light coming in. On the floor, I see a black shadow, line, appear in the middle. 

Outside, I see two of the Siamese kittens, about a year old, with some lightly colored of Siamese colorings. The Siamese father is in the middle of them, as if watching over them. They look toward me, and their eyes turn white, I take a picture. 

When Am I Going to Need This?

(From Jan. 20, 2014)

I overheard Judy complaining to someone about me. One of the things she said / accused me of, was that I laugh like my mom. A little later, I was near her, and my mom (?), and said, above a whisper, but but not regular, that I don’t laugh like her. She didn’t respond / acknowledge, so I don’t know if she heard. 

(From Jan. 21, 2014)

I was tagging / thinking of tags to use, on a post of the Beatles (with a black background), on tumblr. 

(From Jan. 22, 2014)

I was wanting to cross some railroad tracks, but trains were coming right to left, maybe both ways, with the headlight on. I may have been on a bike in a dirt area. I was having to wait for Travis, who was there in the dark. 

There was an Indian (India) girl / young woman, dressed in light blue, in the customary dress, walking right to left. She was about 20-30 yards away from me, and I was hiding / watching her to make sure of ?

I was in the / my restroom, using it, when mom tried / juggled the doorknob. Not being able to come in, she went through my room to come in. She said, “I shouldn’t have let you ?”

A man, with a bit of a soft belly, told me that he had wanted to date me, but didn’t because I was shining so bright. I told him he should’ve asked anyway. I couldn’t be with him now because I was with Ali, but I thought / considered it. 

I was in class, and this man is the teacher. We are learning how to put gas in the tank, before it gets installed in the car. I’m wondering why I’m learning this, when am I going to need this in life?

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.

Forgot His Mission

The top part of my right big toe was chopped off, not knowing how. There was no blood. I wanted to get to the hospital to get it put back on. My family wasn’t worried / concerned, doing their own thing(s).

Somehow my lower right leg was in some black, thick, mushy stuff. I freaked out (in mind?), thinking it was tar, worrying how it was going to be taken off. I soon then realized that it was mud, and was coming off.

I worried how it would affect my toe, but nothing happened.

(From Oct. 16, 2014)

I’m at church, in Sunday school class with my dad, and I think Mark also. After a while, I go to another class where my mom is, and I think other family members.

My mom tells me that my dad was here, but left to bring back a test, but since he was in the other class, he had forgotten his mission / assignment. (He’s 77, and memory is fading.)

(From Oct. 15, 2014)

Gwen(?) had an operation to get rid of her female parts. She was no longer a fe/male, but just a regular person.

Ali is in bed, and told to look at the bedroom door, which is lit up. He goes over (was told to?), opens it, and at the end of the hallway to the right, a young girl (9 / 10) skips / jogs across from side to side, right to left, holding up a streamer / banner.

(From Oct. 14, 2014)

Travis

Laptop with a 25(?) inch screen, with a picture being drawn on a black background.

Acting Like Idiots

(From August 17, 2014)

I’m in a big room somewhere, where there are people involved in different activities. I see a tall ladder type, like for diving boards?, with a swing (similar to those used over water) hanging from the top. People in line are waiting for a girl to take her turn. She is not in line. Instead, she is singing. I go over to her to ask why she doesn’t go. She responds, “fear”, then continues singing. I start to ask another question, but see that it’s useless. I tell the people around her, wanting to help her, that she’s running away. I say this, indicating it’s up to them to help her, then walk away.

I see another group gathered, to watch two boys fight. I take it upon myself / feel it is my duty to go stop them. Kneeling, I separate them, and tell them, “You’re idiots. No, let me rephrase that. You’re acting like idiots.” As I say this, they calm down, and start to become happy again. I walk away.

I’m walking through some dark water. Some baby piranha’s(?) come attack my legs, wanting to hurt me(?), but they don’t. I am looking for a tiny white dog I brought, but am not finding it.

(From Aug. 14, 2014)

Something about / with a horse.

I’m watching tv, situated up in the corner, like in a hospital. Bill Gates is saying something about how to take care of the earth, which is correct, but he didn’t believe in what he was saying. I mentioned this to those who are there with me. He is wearing a black knit(?) sweater with a small stroke of orange on the inside of his left arm, by elbow, and a small stroke of red on his right arm, on his forearm. The background is black, and his face looks as if seeing him through a black filter.

There are some guys who finished a schooling program, who Bill is responsible for. I see him hugging, congratulating, and talking with one of the guys.

The table is set for some visitors. Mom is still in the kitchen preparing the food. I am watching tv, again high on wall, and doing something while watching. Mom asks me when I’m going to pour the water. I was eventually going to do it, but it wasn’t as important. Keeping my eyes on the tv as I get up, I go to pour the water.

(Ali’s dream)

He is running through tall bushes, grass, on a path that only he knows. People are chasing him. Ziggy Marley shows up along the way, jamming with some people, and asks Ali to come join. Ziggy says he likes Ali’s music. Ali says no, and keeps running. The people are getting closer, then Ali starts to fly.

(From Aug. 11, 2014 Ali’s dream)

We are in Africa, at an uncle’s house. He is talking to his aunt. He says he brought me with him. His female cousin comes out, asking why I was there. He knew something was going to happen, so we ran.

(From Aug. 8/9, 2014 Ali’s dream)

We had gone to Sam’s on Black Friday, getting there around noon. I was going to get one thing, and he, another. I had wanted to get there before that day to see what was there. I would stand by what we wanted, a tv, and he would get a printer, and some other things.

Still Needs To Be Paid For

Something about living by a tree, not in a house, and needing to use the bathroom. I was seeing another tree, looking like a Dragon Blood tree, a bit to my left(?), and forward a little. I was sure there was a toilet by / under it, but all I could see was a car parked a length in front of it.

(The rest of these are all in the evening / dark)

Kyle was inside a dumpster, scavenging. His clothes were filthy. I was standing away from him a bit, and was disgusted by him doing that.

I was lying on a couch out/inside (think it may have been out, then went in). From a (short) distance away from my feet, I saw what looked to be a meerkat. It started to come over towards me, a (short) distance from the couch, dipping underground every once in a while. It stopped about the middle of the couch area. It was dark where it was, so I used the flashlight on the iPod to shine a light on it. It then had the markings of a lynx. It sat there for a bit, then came over to the couch, sitting at my feet. I don’t remember if I did anything.

I drove Ali to a bank. It was a dark wooden building, in a small u-shaped shopping center. There were a lot of vehicles parked. I could see Ali, talking to someone, through the big windows.

I was parked up by the sidewalk, but wanted to back up in the spot behind me, over to the right a couple of spots. I went backwards past a couple of cars, truck & Cadillac, both grey, then backed into the spot.

Ali came out, and started to open the door, but wasn’t able to open it all the way because there was a white big rig parked close next to us, at an angle so as to keep the door from opening.

I decided to then back up the car so he could get in. As I started to back up, the car kept going, fast (10 – 20 mph?). I had the brake down, but it wasn’t working. I kept saying, to the car, to stop, getting louder each time, to where I was almost yelling. I ended up going out of the lot, hoping not to get hit, as a car, another Cadillac, was close to coming in.

I ended up somewhere where I could go in circles, and let the car do it’s thing.

Ali, and I, are walking up a short / small hill outside of some businesses. I don’t see him, but know he’s there. I see Mindy, before she was married, walking down the small ramp by us. I then see a woman coming back up, thinking it was Mindy again, but she had on a black bandana on / around her face.

She stepped in some moist, black, dog poop. She didn’t get upset. She brought up her foot, and getting it off by flipping it somehow. The underside was dry, looking like it had pebbles, or cat litter.

She went to the owner of the business where we were standing in front of, who came out, and picked it up. The owner then asked this lady a question about it.

Before moving on, I see a young (Hispanic?) family standing in front of us, couple steps away. They had a young girl (6-8), crying, who had her right eye poked by something there. She told her parents, as she was calming down, that this thing wanted her to go to heaven.

Ali was sitting in a black Victorian(?) wheelchair, with the scrolls, and “waves” on the side. He wanted me to push him, but I c/wouldn’t. I was starting to open a door, and had a stroller (like the type little girls have, not the big ones) with a baby in it.

We were inside a restaurant. I was sitting at a round wood table. There was a young family seated to my left, and back a little. Their table, and chairs, were lifted a bit. In front of this family, and to my left, in front a bit, was the bar.

After this family ate, one of the bartenders, with long black wavy / curly hair, inside the bar area, leaning back, told the husband not to worry about it, that it was taken care of. I was under the impression that the father may be an employee there.

I was finishing my food, kinda moving it around. It was on a white plate, bit bigger than a charger. I then looked up, and saw Ali, walking in front of the bar, from left to right. He had a plate in his hand. He placed it in the sink in the bar area. He then saw, or he stood there a couple of seconds before an old (from the past, not age), dark black, tall, with long hair, female student saw him. He perked up, and said hello. They talked for a minute, or two(?).

He then walked over towards me, big bouquet in hand. He was skinny, almost gaunt / homeless looking, with grey stubble. There was a man standing by the table, back to me, so he couldn’t / didn’t come closer to me.

I asked him, incredulously, “You ate?” He responded, with a hint of urgency, and loud enough for those close by to hear, that there was a twist(?) to it. He wanted me to get up, and follow him. I told him that my food still needed to be paid for.

Waiting To Cross Over

I start to have sex with Mark, but then find myself asleep. He lets me be.

I am crouching next to a pool. LeBron James, and someone else (Dwayne Wade?), is in the pool, but they are miniature / fairy size. They are using an inner tube thing to float. It escapes them at one point. LeBron is swimming towards me. I see the inner tube has gone below the water, and is following him, so I tell him. He dives down, a bit to the left of it, then finds it.

I am standing, barefoot, at the elbow of a street, on the street. The outlet is to the right. The cars that pass have to come in a bit, then back out. I see a car, when it comes in, goes in circles as it passes, the male driver having fun. I then see a car across the street waiting to cross over to my side. I don’t see the driver.

As I’m watching, making sure it’s safe to cross where I’m at, a brunette girl shows up on my left. I’m then on the right side of the street, going towards my boyfriend’s (not Ali) house. I am leaning on a heightened / lifted styrofoam white cooler chest thing on wheels, rolling down the street. There is greenery / trees lining on both sides. The girl is jogging, on my right, to keep up. She tells me something about what I, and another girl at work did, and that Caroline is going to fire “you”. I ask if I’m going to be fired, or the girl I work with, and this girl answers, yes.

I’m in the kitchen of my boyfriend’s house. There is a (birthday?) card in the floor with a painting of an orange striped cat with a long skinny neck, sitting, looking at something. It shows the cat from the back. A one month old kitten, also orange stripes, comes to lay on the card to sleep. It keeps moving around, attempting to find a comfortable spot. It isn’t able to find one, so sits, and meows. It is sitting next to the cat in the painting, so I decide to take a picture. As I hold the iPod, my hands are a bit shaky. As I’m looking for a decent shot to take, I see the kitten lit up / spotlighted. I take the picture. Another kitten, month older, tabby, comes over and lays by the orange kitten to calm it down.

(From July 30, 2014)

Doug & Jamie don’t make it. Monet & Vaughn, on the other hand, still have disagreements, but stay together to stick it out. (From this tv show.)

Zac disappears, and no one knows where to, but I have a suspicion that he joined up with a wrong crowd.

There are weird desserts, made with weird ingredients, and my mom wants Amy to taste one for a reason.

Should Recognize

I was looking at Kevin’s Facebook profile, and telling someone that I just want to touch base.

I’m carrying Bishop’s baby, who is naked, throughout the church, looking for wipes in case there should be a mess. There is a doorway, leading to the chapel that I walk through, that is a bit shorter than normal, so I have to duck. I find where Bishop is, and grab some dryer sheets to use as the wipes.

I’m still holding the baby, standing outside a closed classroom, waiting, with others, for class to start. A young girl, 8?, dark-haired, comes up to me, and asks, intelligently, how my last two days were. I said they were fine. I then ask her the same, and she responded that they were good. As I’m looking at her, I’m thinking that her face looks somewhat familiar, and that I should know who she is. (As I write this, I’m wondering if her dress was of an older period.)

Cemetery

Looks like a road up in the mountains. Two guys, touch of burliness to them, riding along, mountain to their left. They are riding fire “engine” motorcycles. When they get to where I am, they stop, and pull over.

A guy had a large screen monitor, for his computer, on the wall. It was on, but crashed, and eventually restarted. Since the iPod does the same, I asked him why that happens, and he said he didn’t know.

He had a (small) cemetery a ways from his house, in the backyard. Only about 12 could be seen, and were under some sort of table. Either he said, or it was known, that there were tons more below these top ones. A few belongings, including some paper, were on top of the markers of the owners.

We were looking at the different tombstones / markers, reading off the different states they were from.

To the left, I saw a female body lying among the graves, not moving. I figured she came here to die. After a bit, though, she moved, and got up, and began looking for her makeup case.

A tall, thin, professionally dressed, black woman walked over, carrying this girls case. They had talked the day before about the direction of this girls life, and today, the woman reiterating for the girl to call if / when needed.

Chateau Owner

(Night before, I asked who the magic man was)

I’m lying in the middle of the entrance of a Chateau that is being renovated, for sleeping. Greg / Steve is with me. The ceiling is exposed, rotting, but there may be a clear tarp under it. It’s a creepy area. I see, out of the corner of my eye, a worker climb up, on the left, but disappears, as if there’s a room up there. I cover my head so that pieces don’t hit my head. Greg / Steve tells me the owner won’t let that happen.

The male owner walks through the entrance, saying something, then starts cleaning up the several pieces of clothing that are lying around, some by my feet. I’m wondering, or do I say out loud?, directed at the owner, who do I contact when I have my own Chateau to renovate?

Cast of Home Improvement is on stage. Tim is in a small office to the left, family on the right of the stage, sitting on a couch. Mark is sitting, teenage, on the back of the couch, back to the audience, and looking toward Tim. His feet are bare, tips of toes touching the stage (like a ballerina.)

Tim is sitting between wall, and desk, with white papers all over both. He says something, then the family would say a one, or two, word answer.

I’m slowly inserting a thick tampon, and seeing the beginning of blood, seeing that I have finally started (late). I wonder what guys do with the blood when on their period, thinking they wouldn’t want to use a tampon.

Dolphins start swimming in the dark water of an ocean. There are big rigs either partially in the water, or are submerged. The dolphins are talking about what happens when they go on cruises. There are fins sticking out of the water, dolphins swimming over / between them. I’m worried they might be sharks, but then see / realize that dolphins also have fins. After going a distance, they decide to turn back.

At a ball. Men are lining up to dance with a woman.

A girl does something, then in disbelief, I tell her she’s stupid, because of what she did.

Erin, and Sara(?), are the last ones at my mom’s party. Erin is sitting on the bottom of some steps, with mom and Sara standing there. I tell my mom, perhaps with some resentment, that we never get recognized when the party is here. Erin isn’t sure what to do with that.

Kyle, lying on his stomach, happy, at a beach(?). His tailbone area is healed/ing. I’m not too sure about it at first (he had some weight surgically removed because of falling on it).