Sketchy

I asked, “What was the purpose of the snare?” I dreamt that I was married to Jay Z and he asked me if I had been walking outside his window the night before. I told him no, and then looked at my pink skechers slipons. 

I dreamt that I was in the car with Judy and she was speedily reversing. Luckily there wasn’t any other traffic. We were in a neighborhood and not on any main streets. I was scared and said something to her, or she said something to me.

I dreamt that I was going to write “happy birthday ” 50 times, to a female. I used a paper that I had previously started a setup for an outline.

For some reason, I was going to use a ruler and draw a line down the page, but then decided not to.

(From July 25, 2018 A Snake)

I asked if the Utah girl was the spirit lady (used to come now and then to visit Ali). I dreamt that I was on a bus, with other people, on my way home. I knew these people. The street in front where we were picked up curved like a snake. 

There were vehicles parked on the left side waiting for the other people. The driver of the bus was going a bit fast and I was worried because she didn’t know what was ahead. It was dark outside. I don’t remember the order of the next events.

She was in the left lane to turn left but at the last minute crossed the lanes to go right. Thankfully there weren’t any other vehicles.

 It started raining and I mentioned to the lady next to me that the driver needs to slow down because the roads may be slick because of the first rain(s). The lady yelled up to the driver to slow down and she did. 

There was a portion of the ride where we were supposed to go over steep steps. (I dreamt of them before?) I was worried about that part but the driver decided, also at the last, to go a different route. 

At one point, the driver mentioned that she was “out of it” / “sleeping” while driving but woke up (not realizing that she had been “sleeping” ?). 

While on the bus, I saw a doe, facing to the right, that had an arrow in its hip. I was thinking that that was a mindless act, and didn’t understand why someone would do that.

I dreamt of being at an elementary school and one of the classes had to come out of the classroom because of a ghost who shows up now and then. The teacher was an older (60’s) black woman with short curly hair. She was sitting but looked to be short.

I was sitting next to the door, my right side facing, with a space in between. The door was open with a girl in a wheelchair in the opening. I, a bit angry, told the ghost to let her go. He did and then the door was shut. 

The teacher said something about this ghost but don’t remember what. Maybe the fact that they have to do this when he shows up? 

I was holding a handicapped (how?) young girl when Liz showed up behind a wall with a window, behind me. I lifted this girl up to say hello. 

A lady had brought a bean (?) pasta for a ghost. He didn’t have a face. He was able to bring it through the wall. He ended up not eating it but gave it to another (female?) ghost. I didn’t see either of them but saw the food container coming through the wall after the food was eaten.

Seems my dad was in one of my dreams.

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Not As Vivid 

(From July 26, 2018)

I asked for the name of the person Ali is a father of. I dreamt that I was somewhere with rectangular tables that were lined up end to end. I don’t know how many rows. I was there for instruction / education. I had put my stuff on the floor to save my space.

An older man then came and sat to the right of that space, barely giving me any room to sit. I was annoyed at this / him but moved my stuff without grumbling because of his age. 

I had a nice purse (?) under the table (blue handles?) and moved it to the back left corner of the back of D.I. where they had the items stored that were to go out on the floor. 

I dreamt that a young blonde woman (20’s) was getting married. She was taller than me. She was waiting for her husband who I saw but not as vivid as her. She had a belt, and I think eyelets at the bottom of the dress. I don’t remember the sleeves but think they may have been short.

I was wishing that I had gotten married when I was that young. I was thinking that they were getting married that day as it was the last day of the earth and they wanted to be together after death.

I was alone, no family / friends around me, but I wasn’t lonely. I then thought about how I had been married to Kyle and the scriptures about no marriage after death. I then saw cats and other animals / things on top of clouds, on the earth. 

I was starting to feel the vibrations inside the earth getting ready to explode. The animals / things on the clouds then slowly fell below the clouds. Everything / surroundings was white. I was thinking / wondering, “Weren’t we supposed to be lifted up in the sky before this happened?” 

 It was then my turn to fall down. It almost felt like being in a container, though I wasn’t, but I was contained. As I was slowly falling, I was pleading to God, saying, “Oh, God! Oh, God!” I then dropped onto another earth beneath me. 

As soon as I did, Steve went to a / the bathroom and when he did, poop started coming up through all the pipes everywhere, including the toilet that I was on, touching me and I was disgusted by that. I had a box of clothes to the right of me and I was thankful none got on the clothes and as soon as I thought that a little bit ended up on them.

I had ended up in Amy ‘s house when I dropped. Her back screen door slowly opened as if someone small was coming in, but no physical person was there. I watched with trepidation as it opened, swinging open to the left, outward. 

Ali was in one of the back bedrooms, looking like his bedroom, and I heard him make a noise as if being startled awake. I had a sense that he had “awoken” finally.

Open

I asked the same question. I dreamt that the house was on a slight hill. The garage was open and empty. Ali was in the car, just outside garage, waiting for me. I was going to close the door then go out the back door, which is on the left. I don’t remember why I didn’t.

I went out to the car and tell Ali what I had wanted to do. The car was turned off. He wanted to back the car to the right where there are rocks / gravel. I wondered how he could do that with the car not turned on but he was able to do so somehow. He then said that he wanted to think about it.

I dreamt something with a manager / owner of a food place next to Starbucks. We were sitting at a rectangular table at the left side. There was someone on his right, and someone on my left. As they were talking, he leaned across the table, looking at them. I thought, “Ok, whatever.”

 I dreamt something about technologists creating digital / projection versions of ourselves, which cost $99 / day, and that was the cheaper / inexpensive version.

(From July 30, 2018 Snare)

I asked for the meaning of Mando. I was told that the relationship between Ali and the Utah girl was a snare.

I dreamt something about Amy wanted to take something from me. 

I was thinking that Lauren and Ashley belonged to Val, then realized that they didn’t.

(From July 29, 2018 Protesting)

I asked when Ali is going to “wake up” to who the Utah girl really was. I dreamt of people lined up on a sidewalk protesting. I don’t remember what for. 

I was across the street at the crosswalk / intersection, on the left. Walid (Facebook) was there speaking to someone, on my left who I didn’t see, in a different language, thinking that he was speaking to me, then realizing that he wasn’t.

Ali crossed the street to where those people were. The light was changing, so I waited until next time. I don’t know if I crossed.

I dreamt of Mando wearing black shorts, standing in front of me with his back towards me. 

Amy lifted them up somehow from the bottom, as if he was wearing a skort. She was saying something about me wearing them and that I was the same size. 

I dreamt that Ali was seductively whispering in my ear, “Pussy is the loneliest number.” 

Me?

I asked, “Mando has the same energy as who?” I dreamt something about genealogy. I was telling someone / someone was being told that they’re not living up to Mrs. Brown.

I dreamt that I was backstage to see Madonna and U-2. “Madge”, as someone called her, said that she was sick, throwing up all night. I said that if she ate healthier foods, she wouldn’t be so sick.

I saw a line of people, facing left, standing outside, waiting to get in. I saw Ali excitedly walking by these people because he was excited to be there, and he saw a couple former students.

There was an opening to go through to get to the concert. I made sure that I grabbed a bunch of bundled pencils before going through. 

There was a female in front of me taking her time. A lady behind me was getting frustrated at me for not moving so I told her that I can’t go forward when there’s someone in front of me / until this girl moves.

(From Aug. 3, 2018 Rescuer)

I asked for the name and meaning of the Lamanite statue. I dreamt that I was on some stairs that went in a square circle. 

Some firefighters / “rescuers” came to get me. There was a rope against the wall that I held onto. I only had on my garments. I was able to stay ahead of them enough that they didn’t see me. I was able to stop at a point where I could hide in an “enclave” of the stairs. 

Somehow they talked to mom, not finding me, and she convinced them to leave. I saw their truck, with an old man driving. There was a word on the ladder, but don’t remember what. 

I dreamt of walking with dad across dangerous / poisonous water that had huge rocks / stones and open scriptures in the water. 

Dad wasn’t taking it as serious as he should, getting one of his legs in the water and stepping on a set of open scriptures. I got him out, showing him that the scriptures edges were coming off because he stepped on it.

I dreamt that I was only wearing an unbuttoned shirt, being able to see stretch marks on my chest when the shirt is open. 

I was at a theatre, watching a rehearsal of a musical version of Cinderella, in plain clothes. I didn’t know who was who. A lady came on stage who I assumed to be the wicked stepmother. Her face was tan and her hair was up. 

There was a pool where the orchestra should be, with people in it. 

I was up in the balcony area with a bunch of guys. I saw some older teens / young 20’s guys smoking and was impressed that there wasn’t a smell so I went over to check it out. They were “smoking” plastic straws, only being able to go little by little as the ends didn’t stay lit.

One of the men I was with picked me up so that I was “sitting” in his arms . He wanted to show off what I was (n’t) wearing. I told him that I would die if he did that. 

He was walking across the balcony area. I told him that he was either very strong, or it was from endorphins. The guys acted as if I had said estrogen. 

I was sitting with my legs stretched out when the guy who carried me noticed that I had some blood coming up through my jeans that I was now wearing. He slowly peeled the strips of pant away. There were two layers / levels. One of them, I told him to be gentle because it hurt. 

I saw what looked like a snake in my right shin / calf, with my body / skin mushy and coming apart. I said that there was a snake, and it moved, wanting to cover itself in my leg.

 I had to say this a couple of times before the guy, who was on my left, grabbed it and took it out, letting it go. I said that it was a salamander and that it was the third I’ve seen in two years. It was huge like a komodo dragon. My leg looked nasty.

Watched

I dreamt that dad’s demeanor would sometimes change, like Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde, into something evil / sinister.

 One night, he and my mom had gone out on a date. When they got home, mom immediately went to bed and fell asleep. I went in to tell her that dad was trying to kill me. She was too tired  to do anything.

I dreamt something about fossils embedded in a tall rock formation, and an Asian girl there was the winner. I wondered why she was the winner.

I dreamt of a tall girl with long blonde hair whose every move was being watched by an older man. 

She went to an exercise / dance class and the music wasn’t playing. There was some outside / in another room, so they went along / moved to that. The instructor wasn’t there, but they knew the moves.

Looking down from above in the back, this girl is wearing dark blue clothes (knee length sweater / cardigan, and hat). She walks into a darkened theater / auditorium, out through the back doors. She walks back in, going through a door on the right, having to turn to the right to go out. 

She comes back in, and starts to walk up to the back, showing her face for a couple seconds then turning her head to her left, as if to hide. She has short (ear length?) brunette hair.

As she gets closer, we see that it’s actually Paris Hilton with a wig. She gives a brave chuckle at the camera, then gets scared. 

She rushes to some futuristic type “pods” that are several feet in front of her. There were a couple other friends of this blonde girl, who helped her escape, who were waiting in these pods, for Paris. 

These pods were metallic, and were structured similar to theme park rides where a (door / gate?) comes in front of you and then a piece on top so that you’re covered / hidden. The pods are on their own individual tracks.

After they take off, to the left, a police car, in his own type of pod that shows the sides of the car, shows up, slowly passing through from left to right. 

I then realize that I had been watching a movie when the original girl is shown, wearing Amish type clothes, without the hat (bonnet?). Her hair was shoulder length brunette. Utah girl?

Mosiah Country

I asked, “How do I go back in time?” ( At 2:36 a.m. I heard a knock in the wall.) I dreamt of the Haunted Live host carrying a basket (farm type, square with ends angled up, and openings for handles) of apples (didn’t see but sensed) toward me. He stopped and placed the basket on his leg / fence / truck and said, “Let’s investigate it in Mosiah country” , implying the knock.

I dreamt of Freddie Mercury in his white tank top leaning on his right arm. I’m above him? I’m wondering what he didn’t like about his country. I also wondered what effect happens when a regular person is in the vicinity of a talented famous person.

I dreamt of telling someone about this dream.

I dreamt of being on a ship. (I don’t remember all the details so I’ll do my best.) There was something about a man making us choose between two political parties. Whatever was chosen, there was still a consequence. 

I saw something about a person’s huge pencil being cut in half, and the bottom sharpened as with a knife, and seeing a bit of blood coming out.

When it came to my turn, I was quick to choose neither. People (family? those around me) told me that they were amazed at how quick I made my decision because the others took their time, and they’ve never seen me think quickly.

The man in charge was going after the people. I don’t know how. 

I walked through a room full of men lying on beds on their stomachs. Half of them were naked, trying to hide (?) from this man. Kyle was there, on the right, in a blanket. He told me that there was an empty room ahead, next to this one. I went there, waiting for him.

I dreamt of being at an empty fast food restaurant with white walls. The dining area was in a single area without walls, or dividers. I started to walk to the back right table. I saw Mando sitting at the table in front of it, facing toward me. I see the right half of his face. There was a guy sitting across from him at the table with his back to me. 

Reverse

I asked if Ali is the father of someone who had a sex change. I dreamt that I was going in reverse in a truck having to go carefully slow because it curved to the left with not much space.

I dreamt of a lady about to turn right when her vehicle (80’s Jeep Grand Cherokee?) stopped. I was about two cars behind her. Cars were lining up behind us while she was waiting for help to arrive. They were getting upset. No one, including me, offered to help move her vehicle.

I dreamt of accidentally turning up the car radio volume up to around 22. I turned it down because I didn’t want to be like those who blare their music. I’m not sure if this was in the same dream, or separate.

I dreamt of trying on a black dominatrix boot on my right leg. It was so long / tall / big that I could only fit 2/3 in. I made a comment, to whoever I was with, that the boot feels / felt heavy. I didn’t see / notice any laces / lacing. 

(From Aug 2 16, 2018 Started To Change)

I asked the same question. I dreamt Briana didn’t want anything to do with me. 

I dreamt that I didn’t want to go somewhere / do something. Paul was wearing a suit. He went into a dressing room. 

A couple ladies went in there shortly after, not realizing he was there. They started to change, not getting far, when I told them to stop. They then saw Paul and that he had started to change out of his suit. He also hadn’t gotten far.

(From Aug. 15, 2018 African)

I asked who my power couple husband is. I saw a white guy introducing an African (?) guy. His name wasn’t pronounced but I took it as Robi / Robby Rochester. 

I dreamt of something being modified.

I dreamt of someone writing on plastic instead of the paper below. (Similar to the child art things where you draw on a plastic and then lift it up to draw something else.)

Up To You

I asked, “Why do I keep seeing 69?” I dreamt that I was naked and I wanted to drive home before the other people I was with woke up. I was making sure that I had enough gas.

I dreamt that Kyle was waiting inside a partly mechanical animal, facing right, for the disabled bus to pick him and take him back to Riverside (California). I asked a guy if Kyle needed a subscription / card to use the bus and the guy said no.

I dreamt of cats giving me a quizzical / doubting look as I went to do something else, even though I let them know that I would be back.

I was told that it’s up to me.

(From Aug. 25, 2018 Gay)

I asked the shaman question again. I dreamt that my mom (?) told me that Micalanne had turned gay. I mentioned that I figured because of a comment she had made earlier (she had said something about a girl). 

(From Aug. 24, 2018 Slow Descent)

I dreamt that I was in a land that the Munster’s and Addams Family would feel comfortable being in. One scene was of being in a family bus (?) with others (family?) and going off a cliff. I was scared at first but realized it was supposed to happen that way and the descent was slow. 

I was seeing children everywhere, some doing schoolwork on desks not lined up, or level on ground. A boy had a tattoo on one of his arms that looked like a necklace, or just the chain, going from elbow to wrist. 

At a school cafeteria there was a young girl in line to get food, which looked like this girls hair. Her hair was like Shirley Temple, but instead of curls, they were like tubes, jelly like transparent / opaque. I commented to someone about this girl eating her hair. 

Close(r) To Each Other

I asked, “What does my husband know?” I dreamt of letting the kitchen sink water run, filling a small plastic container, getting rid of the green stale water that was in it. 

I dreamt that someone had my dad’s scriptures, adding their own notes, and had put my scriptures, open, in place of them. I was upset.

I dreamt that Ali and I had moved to a different part of town where the houses are closer to each other / together. We sometimes would drive down this road. It was getting dark from the Sun going down.

The house across the street, and to the left, had a chimney. It looked like Batman was sitting on it, shaped from an Italian Cypress Tree. He was looking my direction, bent over with his right elbow on the left knee. As I kept looking, I saw that it was just the top of the tree (on the roof?). The house on their right had Autumn decorations on the roof. 

There was a neighbor (didn’t see) who was pretending to be friendly, but was actually waiting to kill me. I don’t remember the details of how they were going to trap me, but it might have been them wanting to show me something.

(From Aug. 27, 2018 Twisted Sister)

I dreamt that I was at Amy’s. Kyle had come back from the hospital the day before. 

I woke up from sleeping / nap and realized that I had left the glass door open in the back, exposing the screen. This frightened me, thinking that Ali was right about the cats being able to get out. Luckily I looked around and saw them inside. Their outside friend was eating.

There was music playing on a radio. It was a bit loud so I turned it down. As I did so, white noise was playing. I was too tired to adjust it, thinking that I would hear voices, but never did. It finally went back to the music.

A doctor showed up to check on Kyle. He brought two sons with him. He had Kyle sit on my lap with his back facing me. I saw that his wound had healed but still a bit nasty looking. 

Kyle then went to the bathroom. He had an erection, which Amy saw. When he came out, he kept saying that it wasn’t fair, having fun with the situation. I was thinking that there wouldn’t have been much to see.

Kyle got dressed to go somewhere. He was standing, wearing sweats. I noticed that his weight had gone down, and maybe less than when we met. 

He was dirty but didn’t smell. I either said out loud, or just thought, that he needed to clean up before going out. 

I had a couple wounds that had healed, but I could still see the layers of skin, as if stadium seating. One was on the middle of the inside of my right foot. Seems the other was on my chest. 

Amy mentioned something about letting Kyle and I stay a little bit longer because of our situation, not having children. She was also letting us stay until we decided what we were going to do.

Something about going to dad to ask him something and I was going to call him “Papa”. 

There was a bottle of Martinelli’s on the kitchen counter left over from New Year’s. I took the top off, and some spilled on the counter. 

The doctor’s boys were standing by the spill. Luckily there were napkins and other paper products on the table to soak it up. Bubbles were then rising out of the bottle after I picked it up. I was watching them as if it had been champagne. 

The doctor asked how much it cost. I told him that I didn’t remember but was thinking that I may have gotten it at the .99¢ store. 

I looked down at my chest and saw something white on my left breast cleavage area. It looked like a scab / ash. I picked at it and a tube started to come out, as if being able to connect / plug me into something, so I left it alone, not knowing what it was / how far / where it went.

I went to see the doctor, who was still there and looking at a book at the table, to ask him about it. I noticed that I was wearing a shirt with snaps instead of buttons and the top 3, or 4, were undone.

I dreamt of Oprah wearing a light blue puffy jacket even though the weather was warm. She was helping children out of a school bus.

I dreamt that of telling people / person to take the (bullet?) train because it’s quicker and a straight shot. 

I dreamt of a guy who I asked if he was related to Dee Snyder from the music group Twisted Sister. 

Keep In Touch

I asked, “How do I get rid of the attached spirits?” I dreamt that I found out that Hollywood was going to pick me, but chose Beyonce instead.

I was with a couple other females looking in my mom’s bright white bathroom mirror getting ready for something.

My peach fuzz was back, with a little extra so that it was more noticeable / moveable.

One of the girls was asking me if I wanted her to write down something that I had been told (another blessing?) and I told her yes.

I then left the bathroom, letting mom know that I was finished.

I dreamt that I was in the city where there was a concrete ramp (?) that went down and curved to the right. There was greenery all around. There was a level area at the top. I was with a young guy and girl who were nicely dressed and playing around with a soccer ball.

He asked me about my pictures and I told him that I have them on several websites. He suggested I take sport(s) pictures.

I dreamt that I was with some people and they were talking about when there was a serial killer in Idaho who would first kidnap his victims. Everyone had to keep in touch every day.

I dreamt of physically watching the making of a Talking Heads video for “Psycho Killer” (?). There was a moveable model of David Byrne that was a stand in for him.

I dreamt of Ali negatively pointing out an overlapping stomach on a female.

I dreamt of being told of being divorced after 3 (years?).

I dreamt of being in (the back of?) someone’s car with one, or two, other people.There were train tracks parallel to our left and another lane on the other side. There was a line of cars ahead of us, moving slow, and then stopped (?). This guy was going a little fast and hit the car in front of him, not being able to stop in time, which hit the car ahead of them.

The car in front of us crossed over the tracks, to the left, into a dirt field, waiting for us. His car turned into a dune buggy when he crossed over. Cars kept coming on the other side, same direction as us, so we weren’t able to cross. The other guy then decided to come back over, behind the line of cars behind us.

I dreamt something about / with Drew and Jonathan Scott.