One More Time

(From Nov. 28, 2014)

A cat had brought all of her kittens, hanging from her underneath, which are actually tiny rats that looked somewhat like sperm / tadpoles, with her holding them there. I didn’t understand why she would do this. I grabbed one to look at, and accidentally smushed it between my fingers.

(From Nov. 28, 2014)

A small white plane crashed into the windshield of a car, killing everyone, and the people in the several cars behind.

(From Dec. 24, 2014)

Barbie had a stash of chocolate on a ledge above the bath, to keep for herself.

Ben finally moved his bedroom upstairs. I had forgotten about the upstairs.

(From Dec. 25, 2014)

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No One Wants Me

(From Dec. 2014)

I was in the top of a 14 story building. Don’t recall if it was for working, or living. I was worried to be there because what could happen if there was an earthquake? The building was swaying left to right, and no one was bothered by it, nothing moving around. As it kept swaying, small at first, then gradually bigger, the top would bend down until it finally almost touched the ground, like a slinky. At that point, I jumped out, also worried in case the building would suddenly stop, and break.

(From Nov. 20, 2014)

(Night before I asked why I was called “The Mother” in a previous dream)

Mark had given me a heavy duty white truck with a long bed. Later, I came out of the house, driveway to the left, saying, out loud, that I need security. The truck was backed in. As I rounded the front to the driver door, I saw a hand resting on the bed, coming from inside, behind the driver side. I wasn’t concerned. I finally saw that it was Mark.

After I had gotten in, he came inside through the back windows somehow.

I was driving to the end of a road, wanting to turn right. The scene looked as if in the mountains. There were motorcyclists, regular looking people, riding on the street, from left to right, that I wanted to go on. There was a white SUV (Volvo?) which came before them, with a smaller white car in between. There was a street across, on the other side, and to the left a little, going uphill. These motorcyclists stopped for some reason, and looked up at that street, as if in anticipation of someone coming down.

There was just enough space between the curb, with the white line, and the front/first motorcycle by me to go through, so I did.

When I got on the street after turning, I was now walking on a dirt road behind some ladies from church. One of them said something about Becky wanting to win the lottery. I said that I would like that. They didn’t respond / acknowledge that I had spoken. I sheepishly then thought that perhaps they were talking about someone else.

I then found myself starting to fall, holding on to the vines that grow out of the side of the mountains. I was saying out loud, “No one wants me”, saying it several times. No one paid attention to me, but I think Mark may have finally come over to help me.

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”.

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.

What Is, Is

My top left tooth, next to my “fang”, came out. I was initially worried about someone (Ali?) seeing me this way, assuming this was the start of losing my teeth from getting older, but soon shrugged it off, thinking, what is, is.

(From Nov. 14, 2014 Ali’s dream)

He opened the door, to go out to do something. I told him to close it, because people steal. I kept after him to be more aware of security. He said he was only going to be a couple of minutes.

When he got back, most of his things were gone. I kept reminding him of what I had told him.

We walked for about a mile when we found his things in a corner bush. We took it all back home, then I told him to bring his guitar to Universal Studios with us.

We had been there for a while, half a day(?), when he wanted to go back home. I wanted to stay, and was telling him that I could drive in the dark.

(From Nov. 13, 2014)

A man was standing on a platform / plank, overseeing a big pond / small lake, that was a bit milky looking. He was pointing to it, and telling others, with him, that this is where the power comes from (for the city / town).

(From Nov. 12, 2014)

I went to Wal-Mart to look for something (don’t remember what), but they didn’t have it. There was a tall black man there with two young sons / boys. Wal-Mart was built so that each department had its own section, like Victoria’s Secret, and the sections were diagonal, going from left to right.

(From Nov. 11, 2014)

I had white, edible worms, mixed with mud / dirt, stuck to my right hand / palm, holding them for Briana. After a while, I couldn’t handle them on me anymore, so I scraped them off, telling her that I did

I was walking with a young Steve (9 / 10?). We crossed a street as a red luxury sports car was waiting to turn right (his). After we crossed, I realized that he was taking us back to our old home we lived in during the 80’s. I told him that mom didn’t live there anymore. He got upset as I turned him around, and I may even have had to pick him up so we could go in a different direction.

(From Nov. 10, 2014)

Watching the Simpsons with a child(?), and realizing that it’s a rerun of the last episode, so I mention it.

I’m about to cut my hair, raising the middle part above my head, but decided against it because it would have been to short for Ali. Seems I may have had a thick pink line going across my hair, about the area above my ears.

Someone is showing us the positions of everyone from the recently / previously ended war, using planes and such.

Ali asks if he should buy the “peacock” house (because the people who lived there had one). Thinking that I would, I told him that it was up to him.

(From Nov. 9, 2014)

I’m at a bus station. Amy, and Micalanne, are there also. Mic came separately. I think Amy and I came together. We’re going to our parents house, at least I think Mic is going also. I didn’t ask.

Everyone has to lay out their things first, upon arrival. I did, and after I pack it all back up, wish I hadn’t, as I keep looking over everything still out, making sure I got all my stuff back.

I don’t buy a ticket, deciding to wait for the bus to arrive. It does, and people get on, including Amy. Before going to buy the ticket, I ask a man (driver / worker) if there’s a seat left / any room. He says out loud, for everyone to hear, that it’s full (but uses a different word). Upon hearing this, I become worried that I don’t / won’t have money for a ticket, but then remembered that mom had given me $60.

I’m wondering when the next bus leaves, and so ask Mic when she’s going. She says her bus doesn’t get there until 2 a.m. I incredulously repeat the time.

(From Nov. 8, 2014)

I was at a store, and returned the ends of a loaf of bread, in the bag, for a refund. I was surprised that they gave me the full amount, and not just the amount for the ends.

Ali is outside, sitting on something, about waist-high. He is 6’4″, and built. Not too much, but enough to notice.

Briana was at a friend’s house for Christmas, with her daughters, but not husband. The friends had two trees in the same room, near each other, at an angle. This room was huge. As I was watching the girls have fun, I was thinking that at least they had room to move.

Briana was attempting to take pictures of the trees, with her daughters in the, but there was a ray / glare of sun shining through in front of the trees, so she couldn’t get a good picture.

There was a man on the phone, wanting to talk to the youngest daughter, people saying that it’s her dad, but she wouldn’t talk. The man on the phone is a tall man, with some extra weight. Her dad isn’t so tall, and is thin (last I knew).

Zombies

I was in a small pool (murky water?) with two other girls. A soak went below the surface. I wanted to get it before it did so, but wasn’t able to.

One of the girls undid the tie to my bathing suit /bikini (don’t know which it was), then brought the top down enough to show my breasts. I was worried that she would see my little bit of (blonde) chest hair. She didn’t say anything, and didn’t act as if something was out of the ordinary.

She told me to slap my breasts against the water. I told her that I would not.

I am somewhere where some 20-something’s were talking about bestiality. One guy mentioned an elephant. I was going to speak up against this behavior, but didn’t, possibly because I didn’t know them.

(From Nov. 3, 2014)

As I’m walking in front of the neighbor’s house (to our left), towards Ali’s house, I notice that the house is empty. I think to myself, “Ah, that’s why they haven’t been around.” As I’m back inside the house, I see about 4 ladies from church in the kitchen (side of the house), cleaning the last handful of stuff that’s left.

(From Nov. 2, 2014)

There were zombies in a city. People kept going about their lives / duties, but were on guard. The children still had to go to school. The residents were allowed to kill the zombies when coming across them.

I’m leading an exercise class at a gym. We have on our backs what looks like a weighted jet pack, but without the jets, and extra stuff. The cords /straps were black elastic (?). My pack was pink. I still had some weight, but it wasn’t obvious.

(From Nov. 1, 2014)

There was a rainstorm, then cleared up.

(From Oct. 31, 2014)

Ali came home from work, hot from the weather. It was 87(?) degrees outside. I knew that there was going to be another warm / hot day, but then would cool down.

(From Oct. 30, 2014)

There are round bundles of hay, out in a field. They are lined up, front to back, being varying sizes, large to small. About halfway, they curved to the left. They are frozen over.

I am standing a little ways away, and see a horse sliding down, head to the right, eyes closed, not moving. I was worried it would get hurt.

I was standing at the end as it reached the end. It finally fell to the ground, and was okay.

(From Oct. 29, 2014)

I’m walking in the middle of a quad(?) at a college. I’m carrying a lunch(?) box in my right hand. It is shaped so that the handle is at the left end. It is striped with the rasta colors. I’m thinking that Travis(?) will be impressed when he sees it.

Stopping

A blonde young woman is shirtless. She has breasts, but no nipples. She said she was born a boy, but her mom wanted a girl. I was thinking she was probably a hermaphrodite.

This same woman(?) was in a black luxury sporty car in a house (in the hallway?). She was wanting to drive out of the house, but I was in front stopping her.

(Ali’s dream from Nov. 8, 2013)

Ali was at an open space where there was food. He ate some, then went back for more. I started telling him to stop eating. There was pasta, greasy foods, tacos, etc. He wasn’t paying attention to me, and kept going back for more. I was getting upset at him, and kept telling him to stop eating, and told him it’s on the inside he needs to work on. I finally grabbed his arm so he couldn’t eat more. he was not getting upset at me, and finally got up, and left. I kept yelling after him.

(Ali’s dream from Nov. 9, 2013)

There was an earthquake, and he was looking for a place to hide.

Exposed

(From Nov. 29, 2013)

I had walked up to Raymond Burr, wearing a dark suit, standing in a lit side room that was up in front of another big room (conference size?), as he was in the middle of something (talking to someone? facing to the right), holding / having something in his hands, and asked him how he got started with Perry Mason. He started to answer, and I wanted to write it down. During this, as he was talking, in my mind, I knew he had passed away, and yet here he was. Because of concentrating on this fact (that he had passed away, and yet here he was), I didn’t hear what he said. He looked as he did in the early Perry Mason days.

Briana, and another woman, were walking on a boardwalk, away from me. They were wearing dresses with a big slit in the back showing half of each leg, and seemed to go up to their waists, and that I had missed noticing their butts showing. They both had chubby legs.

A man had put his head in a bowl of dry spinach. Another person asked Briana, who was standing alongside the guy with the spinach, if they could have the spinach. Briana responded, “After he’s had his head in it? Go ahead.”

I woke up with the song Champagne Supernova by Oasis in my head, with the word supernova repeating.

(From yesterday)

I was in the house looking out a window (it was to my right) seeing a field next to the house (guesstimating about the size of half a football field) with decent looking, white apartments on the other side. A lady who lived in those apartments had parked her car in the field right close to the house, and was putting for sale signs on the car, asking $7000 for it. She was wearing a white / cream, short sleeve, little bit sheer, blouse. The signs were orange and yellow. She was having a little bit of trouble taping the signs, and had a little bit of a frustrated look, but was able to manage. I called Ali over to come look. We were assuming she got fired from her job, was needing to move, and needed to sell her car.

Other neighbors on the street were moving as well. I didn’t quite see the houses, but the whole neighborhood was white (not the people, the scene in the dream).

6-31-12

(From yesterday)

I was to sign and date papers for a bank, and to use the date of 6-31-12.

Mom had a (grey, or brown) guide dog that looked somewhat like a greyhound, but was almost paper-thin, not from malnourishment, but that’s how the structure of the dog was. Mom dies, and the dog goes to the back left corner of the garage, facing the back wall. I go over to it and bring it to be a part of the family.

There is what looks like a junkyard of stuff for people to buy in the backyard that my mom was in charge of. People are still coming to look (couple of people at a time), and I’m with ?, and ask if these people should still be coming.

I have shorts on, and pull pants (non-jean) on over to see how they fit. They fir pretty well.

I go to a game with Amy, bringing the dog along. Sara, George, Micalanne and the twins (Micalanne’s daughters) show up later. When they show up, Micalanne tells one of the twins to go get something to eat. I have the dog on a leash. The dog turns into an older woman, and goes to visit some people a couple rows down to the left. As she comes back up, she is holding some popcorn and something else. Amy is wearing a long sleeve shirt (like a man’s shirt), and has brought an extra one for me for when it gets cold. I realize this won’t be warm enough and walk to the house, which is practically next door, to get a coat.

I’m sitting next to an exterior window, seeing a golden retriever puppy that is being eaten by insects. The head is face up, but everything is gone but the skull (sides and back, as if it had been scooped out), and fur. The rest of the body is open, with guts showing, going down to about the bottom part of the stomach. The rest is still together. I think how sad it is for this to happen to the puppy.

Another golden retriever pup shows up next to the dead one, looks at, and goes over sticking it’s head where the head is, then bounds inside. Before coming inside, I mention, or ask, about someone grooming the dog because the fur was starting to look a bit scraggly. When it came inside, the fur was the normal wavy kind of way some of them have.

Big Weight

(From yesterday)

A tall man, close to 7 ft, if he isn’t already, weighing roughly around 600 pounds, walks out a door.

Me, and another girl, bleach our short hair (about jaw length). Mine is a shade of yellow, while hers is darker. I mention that I had used some bleach along with the product.

Kyle’s mom isn’t able to stay at the hospital, and is coming to stay with us. I’m doing something at the house while waiting (there’s a lot going on), but don’t remember what. His mom shows up, but I’m not able to meet her because of other people standing in front of her, and then I get pulled away. (She passed away before Kyle and I met, but I have seen pictures.)

Kim is sobbing because she is no longer able to be a guardian over a red pencil.