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Expansion

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I asked, ”What was Joseph cringing at?” I dreamt of an orange monkey spider (looks like a monkey spider with long limbs) crawled down the wall going on a woman’s face to kill her. I was at the Waterman building and a small classroom had been built in the corner of the parking lot. I helped to carry out some dessert for a lady. It was in a flimsy container but was able to keep it steady. I didn’t take it to her. I was with someone in the car and when we were going to give her the food … Continue reading Expansion

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A Child

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I asked, “What city did I write in my journal?” I dreamt that it was nearing evening and I still hadn’t taken care of the hair on my face. I was conscious of it, not knowing how much people could see, but I wasn’t as worried as I usually would be. I dreamt that I was looking at a guy’s white shirt, trying to look at what was on it as he was moving. It had an outline of a face underneath the word “Math”. It looked like it was from a child. I was thinking it said “genius” but … Continue reading A Child

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Lost Connection

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I asked, “What does my husband know?” I dreamt that I was in a somewhat darkened room with other people and the wall in front of me was full of tv’s all showing the top portions of 4(?) people. Obama was the last one on the right. They were able to see us. I quickly waved my hand at Obama. The connection was then lost and the tv’s shut down / off. I don’t remember what we did after. I dreamt that I was in a classroom with two young (10?) boys. One of them was at the chalkboard in … Continue reading Lost Connection

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Not Overflowing 

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(From Jan. 23, 2015) An older Mexican lady was staying in one of my parents rooms because she had cancer, and she still looked good. She had recently moved in. On all the walls she had blue ruffle curtains. There was a lady there lying next to her on the bed, and this Mexican lady laid her head on the right shoulder of the other.  I was jealous, almost to where I could get depressed, of other people who have their own vehicle. Even poor black people had their own camper / trailer. I heard someone mention / tell me … Continue reading Not Overflowing 

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We Can Go

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(I asked for my dream(s) to tell me what the assignment was.) Before I fell asleep, I was told that I know a lot, and someone wanted to take my hand, and take me somewhere. Something about horses. Different cars lined up in a desert(?). I was in class, sitting on the left side up near the front, facing the wall with my back partially toward the teacher, not paying attention. I didn’t have anything on my desk. The teacher looked like the scientist from Nightmare Before Christmas. He wore somewhat thick glasses, and had white circles around his eyes … Continue reading We Can Go

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Russian

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I was swatting a wasp away from me, and as I did so, the head stuck in the right side of my forehead (where the “corner” is). I started crying about it because the thought of it being in my forehead was disgusting, and gross. I wanted to squeeze it out. I went over to ? to help get it out. I saw two Russian girls (one a blonde, and the other a brunette) outside of a mall, during Winter, each holding several shopping bags. The entrances were enclosed so not to worry about being cold when entering. These girls … Continue reading Russian