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 on one of those home remodeling shows. When I first saw her, she was Marie but then I saw her happily having fun walking backwards on the left side of the street by a corner, as a different person, and then vanished because there was only one more episode left of the show.
I dreamt that grandma was putting on a purple felt type hat (fedora?) as the family were walking past some stores (?) on the left. After she took it off, the color stayed on the top of her hair.
(From April 23, 2019) Different Name
I asked, “How do I block the negative entities from entering the house?’ The words “Use (?) a different name” were going through my head.
I dreamt that I wouldn’t help the family with my things / stuff (?). I told them no.
There were several boys (7-10?), maybe a girl (?), and they had some fish in a tank. One was (almost?) transparent. I wondered where it came from.
I dreamt that I went to an Asian restaurant, putting the ice I had in several cups into one cup and then throwing the others away. I remembered about seeing / reading to use soda to bring flowers back to life. I was going to fill the cup but there were men there around the soda machine so I didn’t want to get any.
The restaurant had double doors and there was a short man cleaning the space between the doors. There was some of the sponge floor, the type with holes that are used for standing on, missing. The man was cleaning that section. I stepped over it and he questioningly said (something to that effect), “Isn’t it great to have the other parts (?) of the floor?”
I dreamt that I was walking home at night. I was thinking that the route was almost similar to Waterman in San Bernardino by the church and Golden Valley and if someone were to pick me up, I would ask them if they knew that area so that they would have an understanding of where I was going / needed to go.
I then see a shadow on the sidewalk in front of me on my right. I turned around and saw an older man with a raised fork, with chocolate cake remnants, in his right hand. I wasn’t scared, telling myself that Heavenly Father had my back, knowing my life was in God’s hands and whatever happened was as it should be.
He lunged the fork at me but didn’t touch me. He did this a couple times then grabbed me. I then became “scared”. (I thought that this was what I was supposed to do and feel. I was also thinking how Ali had had a dream, or something, where he saw this happening and that’s another reason why I wasn’t scared.) There was a church on my right with several people outside by the door.
I tried yelling to get their attention but wasn’t able to make any noise. They were going inside but I kept trying. Finally, before the last one, a man, went in, I made some noise which got his attention. I think I was trying to say “Heavenly Father”.
Lithuania came to mind.
I dreamt that I was hugging Kyle and I was taller than him.
I dreamt that there were some people from the North countries (from several centuries ago?) showed up. They were dressed in all white for early Winter. Their boots were felt / wool moccasin type boots without (the) laces. They were about mid calf height / ankle boots, also white / creme. They may have been fur lined.
I dreamt that I had to leave but I didn’t right away. There was a guy with curly hair and glasses. He was standing to my left next to me. There were other people there. I was in the early stages of pregnancy. I told him, “It is” so that he would know that the baby was his without letting the others know.
I was then sitting at a table, talking to the other people. My legs were open and I started to feel something underneath when I felt a tongue stick inside my vulva / vagina. It was this guy.
I dreamt something about a group of people who must’ve been part of a non-denominational church. A female passed out the “sacrament”. I saw her bringing it in to the group. There was something about having to drink tea and eat certain food to be a part of the group. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do that.
I was given a collage of women’s faces (from the 80’s) that I had to choose one of them and lick. I was hesitant because of not knowing who else had done this before me. There was a blonde woman near the top on the right side so I chose her.
The guy with the curly hair may have been part of the group. There was a lady who walked past me on my left from back to front. She was wearing a black string leotard thing with a sheer black lingerie kimono over it. As she walked by, I was asking myself, “Whaaaat…is she wearing?”