Robin Williams 

(From Feb. 24, 2015)

I’m in a flower shop when a guy, who had ridden his bike there, and had come in through the workshop / stockroom, asks me if Alex (name Ali gives to workers) is here. I tell him, no. He then goes to leave, and I notice flowers, in own bags, against the door to the back. 

There are white flowers (tulips?) laying on the floor of the workshop. The door, going to, had gone from a regular size, to a garage size. 

(From Feb. 22, 2015)

My body had slowed down, being infected. Ali told me that it’s a sign that he’s going to infect me, getting me pregnant, at 11 pm. I said something like, “Oh, really?”, not believing him. He then responded in the affirmative. Instead of going back and forth, I said okay, knowing he would be asleep at that time. 

Gwen Stefani, and her twin, were going to jump from some sort of moving platform, high in the sky, into (pool) water below. At first, I just saw Gwen , riding a horse. I was worried about the horse. The horse then changed into a cabriolet car. The (horse?) was gone, and her twin showed up. They were both singing. Her twin backed up to her. There were people watching, saying that she wasn’t going to make it, etc. I then told them to shut up until they jump before speaking again. 

(From Jan. 25, 2015)

A bunch cats. 

Robin Williams and his wife were married, but there was no relationship. He had lost all hope in life. 

I read a letter he wrote to me, stating how he had wanted to have a relationship with me. 

He was involved with a production, play(?), behind the scenes. At one point, he was in his dressing room. I urgently told several guys to go check on him, because I had a feeling he was going to harm himself. (This dream woke me up, and I wanted to cry for him. Writing this makes me want to cry.)

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Without a border

(From Dec. 23, 2014)

There was a steep concrete ditch without a border to keep anything from falling in. Ali, and I, were walking by it, where there were pebbles all over the ground. He was talking to a couple other women, enjoying being with them, more than me. I lied down, waiting for him to pay attention to me. Eventually he came over.

Kyle, and I, were going to get married, as also another couple. We had to be shipped off to a different state to do so. I don’t remember where the other couple went, but we were to go to Oregon, which was at the bottom of the states, to the left of Texas.

Some of my cousins came down for it. While waiting to be shipped off, I was participating in the different activities taking place. I was in a pool, and Joy showed me a hole on the top side where air / steam / water was coming out, and she told me that it was warm.

(Ali’s dream)

We were at Amy’s, and I told him to come down to mom and dad’s area so that I could give him a bj. He didn’t want to at first because of the family being there. After he finally did come down, my mom called out to me.

(From Dec. 30, 2014 Ali’s dream)

There were two police impersonators here who wanted to handcuff Ali. We were telling them that they can’t do this. Ali asked where their badges were. I said something about having them on video. They left, and we were going to report them. I said that I needed to get one of my shoes.

Russian

(From Dec. 26, 2014)

Russian

(From Dec. 28, 2014)

(Night before I asked what do I do to support myself)

There was a bumpy hill in the backyard, the house being at the top. There was a tabby cat, on the left, lying on its back with the head upside down, and then turned to look at me.

Amy was there, and I told her that she should see Ali with the tiger (with black stripes).

There was an industrial looking fan, with a space between the blades, and edges. I was putting / dropping down gold coins through, and one got stuck.

Ali, and I, got married, then had sex, and it was ok because we were already married. Later (how much?), I was either thinking of getting a divorce, or we were going to get divorced.

On the hill, there was a single colored fox, rusty?, that I petted a couple of times, then it laid on its stomach, and worm size sausage looking links of poop came out.

I was topless, and my body was green. My nipples were half way down, and when I covered them, my body looked like a man.

(From Dec. 31, 2014)

Someone was reminding / telling Richard Branson , while standing on a balcony, how / that he likes/d Miami.

Kyle was lying next to me on the bed, naked. I was playing with him.

Reggie Dawson (don’t know anyone with that name)

Briana

Travis. I thought I was supposed to see him on the 18th.

A tall thin black man wanted to steal my trench coat. As he was leaving, in the dark, talking to us, I was looking at his dark blue / black knitted sweater he was wearing, making sure it wasn’t my coat.

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”.

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.)

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 to me, telling me he can give me more. I tell him one is enough, and that I don’t need anymore.

(From Oct. 4, 2014)

I see actresses, from one, or several, soap operas, together for a program on TV. They are sitting on white stadium like seating, but can only see from the chest up. They each in turn come to a microphone, and talk about themselves. One lady, wearing white, as she is walking back to her seat, looks at the camera, and mouths, “I love you”, while her body is facing to the left. She is buxom, as if she has implants.

The ladies are then having fun with one of the others, brunette, sitting up top. They are mentioning that the dancers were able to do their routine with no problems, but when this actress comes forward, she stumbled.

Another lady, wearing white, blonde, comes to the microphone, and is pregnant. She starts by saying that her water has / had broke(n), then starts to talk about herself when she stops, grabs her belly, slightly. There are firefighters lined up in a row to the left of the seats, who immediately get into action.

One of them either left, and came back, or had received a call, saying that she is fine, and the delivery went well.

He also has his young son there, who is tall like a man, and is wearing a suit. The firefighter, and someone else, are mentioning that the son isn’t allowed to get married until he is 18, 21.

The father, and son are then on the floor, on their stomachs, holding on to a bar of gold, slowly sliding it, to pick it up.

The lady who had the baby, is in a room, telling someone that she didn’t want to say who her doctor was (my mom’s), because he is strict / unfeeling (which he isn’t). Instead, she wants a Dr. Dotr.

Not sure if she morphs into my grandma next, or if it’s a different dream. My grandma (paternal) has swollen up (she was about my height, and thin), and I see the beginnings of sores on her legs. I mention to someone, I think, that they look like someone else’s.

(Ali’s dream)

The leader of Somalia is attempting to kill Ali. He has people flying over, dropping bombs. Ali then starts flying, shooting the planes down with a machine gun. The people are surprised that he can fly, that he has that ability. I tell them / affirm that he does.

(From Oct. 3, 2014)

(Earlier in the day, I was reading about seeing silver in the aura. Silver coins were mentioned, to tap into this.)

I see an ad, black background with white lettering, about someone giving away(?) silver coins. A guy, and girl, who were with me, outside, started walking. She has a backpack because the distance is a ways. I am frustrated with Ali for not letting me go. I then tell myself, “Joy, and love.” (That I should have it towards him.

I look at the ad again, and notice the last line, which you had to look to see because it was also black, mentioned that the person was in a big White House, and to look for it.

(From Oct. 2, 2014)

A guy, working for UPS delivering packages, has to drive a beat up small car, like a Mazda 2, for punishment for doing something he shouldn’t have. My dad, and I, are with him, sitting in the back, with me behind him.

There is something huge on fire, on the top of Chichen Itza’s El Castillo pyramid. It may have been struck from above. There are lots of people on the pyramid, who are now scrambling down. There are bars on either side of the steps, which also caught on fire. A man, after getting to the bottom, touches the bar to make sure it had cooled off.

Could’ve Been Us

(From Sept. 1, 2014 Ali’s dream. See pic below)

We are on an expensive motorcycle, riding along, me in front. We are wearing colorful clothes, as if coming from a festival. There are flowers, and bushes on either side, along with gravel, looking like a small country town. We ride past other cyclists, who follow us.

The road then goes downhill. The light at the bottom is the kind that swings from a wire. There is water on either side.

My speed picks up. Ali says he feels there is a cop waiting, and for me to slow down. I don’t listen.

He then tells me the light is red. I swerve to an open space on the left. The other cyclists continue, one getting killed somehow, and the others getting ticketed by the cop.

After the cop is finished with them, he comes over to us, telling us that he was actually waiting for us. I am taller than he.

I am stunned by the death, and say that that could’ve been us. There is blood, so I don’t go over to look, but Ali does.

(From Aug. 31, 2014)

I see a large area, round tables with white tablecloths set up for a banquet / reception. Not sure if this was inside, or out. Wind was blowing, and a small wave came through. Nothing was disturbed, wrecked.

I am in Paris / Europe, knowing that I am / would be close to the temple in Rome.

There is a guy, who I am up close to, looking at his left arm, outside middle, by his shoulder. There appears to be light yellow coloring, so I ask if it’s a scar, or tattoo. He said it’s the number 50, commemorating some guy’s named Linden (first/last?), accomplishment.

We are then seated separate. He is up against a wall, like in a cave, and calls me over to sit with him. Another guy comes over, and tells him he can take a break. I say to him, “Oh, so you’re the one who instituted the pairing up.”

I’m kneeling, doing something, Ali standing to my left. He starts to become anxious / nervous. He then asks me to marry him. I tell him no, then he starts to relax.

(From Aug. 27 / 28, 2014)

I’m at a park(?), when I see a person across the way, looking like a Mexican guy, wearing white, with a gun. He is shooting, but not killing.

There are leaders of the church here for a meeting / seminar. This guy comes towards us, looking for someone to shoot. As this guy gets closer, though, I see that it is a woman, in her 50’s(?). I “hide”, though I can still be seen. I wasn’t going to say anything, for fear of getting hit, but speak up anyway. I ask her why she is shooting. She says it’s because she is (very) annoyed. I then ask what she is annoyed at, but she walks away without answering.

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Not Knowing I Had Been Calling

I was at Micalanne’s, in the evening. We are watching a performance of a man and lady playing guitars, with the man’s wife playing a piano behind them a few feet. She then came up to the microphone, and started singing. I said something like, “Of course”, because of the country she was from.

After, I started getting sad, from missing Kyle, so decided to walk outside. Her house was in a slight curve of the street. There was a black dog standing at the beginning of the house next door, or couple doors down, facing the house, watching me.

I probably only went 5, or 6 houses when I decided to go back. As I turned around, a minivan clipped a bush/hedge, almost clipping me. A black girl, with a bit of an afro, then came out and started coming after me. Somehow I got on top if the bushes/hedges there, going in circles, kicking her hair once, to escape her. I asked her a couple of times what she wanted from me/ what did I do, she sarcastically repeating me a couple times.

I then started yelling/crying out Micalanne’s name several times, then she left. When I got back inside the house, Micalanne asked me what was going on, not knowing I had been calling her.

(From Aug. 20, 2014)

I found out/was told, either by Judy, or someone else (Amy?), that she had separated/divorced from her husband. She did so because they fought all the time. I said to mom, and Amy, “See, I told you”, and they responded that I was right.

Judy was now back to her normal self, and was excited because she was going to see her new boyfriend.

Lucy, and Ricardo (I Love Lucy) were having a celebratory / congratulatory party for their friends whose tv show, with a Spanish feeling, was premiering that night.

Lucy asked a guy there a question. Her eyes were looking down, as in thought. He answered, and she said, “Oh.” I mentioned to someone that she always has her eyes down when in thought. I wondered where Fred, and Ethel were.

I see Ricky, up by the camera, looking past, dressed in drag in a big white formal gown, with eyebrows penciled thin. A guy walks up behind him. Ricky then mentions something to him, and they start to walk toward a table. I don’t see them, but a round table that is set. No one is around. I hear sounds of people, and someone’s coffee cup being refilled.

(From Aug. 19, 2014)

In the evening, Ali drops me off at the grocery store to get some paper plates. After I walk in, I see to my right, against the wall, boxes of lemon Cheerios being displayed. They looked / sounded good, and were a new product / flavor.

In the store, I see Liz (ex-coworker) leaving with her husband (never saw). She was smiling, and I was glad she was happy, and didn’t break up her marriage with the other guy.

A black male manager is emptying the store of customers early because there’s a curfew in the city (had seen something about city of Ferguson earlier). I went outside, not having the plates.

The parking lot was near close to being empty. I looked for the Dodge 1960’s van ( don’t have), but couldn’t find it. I then remember that Ali has it, so I decide to go back in.

I see the back of the manager, standing in front, behind a counter / metal partitions (for making a line). I decide not to go in.

The Program Unpaused

(From Aug. 9, 2014)

I was at Micalanne’s, and we were watching tv. She had a baby boy, about a year old. Near the end of the show, the baby got tired, so Micalanne asked him if he wanted to go to bed. He said yes.

She pushed a button on the remote, to pause, so she wouldn’t miss anything while changing the baby’s diaper, showing me, but I don’t see.

She then gave the remote to me. After a minute, the program unpaused. I pushed a button I had used before, but it wasn’t working. I pushed another, still nothing. The program was showing a couple getting married in a chapel(?), then leaving. The girl sang some wedding / marriage song as she was doing something with stretched out white flowers in the back, before leaving.

Micalanne finished, then got upset with me for not keeping the show paused. My bed then appeared in the room, and I wanted to lay down, but she came over to me, and wouldn’t let me. She turned into Judy.

I then took my pillow, after a bit of fighting, putting it over her face, and saying that I’ll be a b…. (That’s how I said it). I wasn’t going to keep it there long enough to suffocate her, but I didn’t care what would happen to me (spiritually) if I did. She was having fun with it.

Then somehow, I managed to pick her up, and flip her on her bed (step away). She landed with her head under her body, her neck stretched / bent, looking like rubber. I noticed this, but didn’t care. My mom then came in. I wasn’t going to say anything.

My dad was telling me to go to bed. I didn’t want to. I told him I was going to boil some water, and pour it on him. I did start up the water.

He had some single serve chocolate pudding cups in the freezer. Some were chocolate and vanilla. I took them out, and I think, put them in the fridge for myself.

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.