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So we were in a large industrial area, joined for a beer. I needed to deal with other stuff close by. Was warned about them coming in and pushing us out.

Something happened and we had lots of fireworks we were shooting the invaders with.

Dream two was at our house. I needed to go to town. Refugees (I believe American) were at our home. I needed money to pay for supplies and went for some silver coins in the gun safe. I told them not to follow me but they did to the basement and I was irritated and woke.


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I had this Dream 9/30/2016 and can't remember much, but for some reason what I DO remember is sort of eating at me.

In this dream, I'm wandering around outside. I feel like I am homeless and hungry. Lonely. I see this very old house that looks strikingly familiar to me. It sort of reminds me of a very old plantation house. Its so old its sort of falling apart and I feel like I've been here so many times. There is a woman giving tours of this house to others, so I tag along. We go inside the house and I know every detail of the house. From the wallpaper to every little scratch and imperfection. I know this place so well. As we move along the house, we go into the room with a closet and it gives me the oddest feeling... so while others are exploring the room, I open the old closet door and look inside. Its not a very big closet, but I felt like, for some reason, I had been in there before. Hiding? There was a tiny space at the very top of the closet, I felt like that's where I hid and I felt a sort of panic wash over me. I could envision myself on that tiny shelf, with old quilts stacked beside me. I was hiding for sure, but from what? For some reason in that vision I was naked and had very, very long hair that tangled around my fingers and I held it against my mouth to silence any sobbing or breathing noises.

I got lost in this vision of mine for a minute until the woman giving the tour grabbed my shoulder and shook me. When I snapped out of it, there was another woman standing next to her. She looked VERY old and she was white as a ghost. Both her hands and voice were shaky as she handed me an old, brown leather bag. She said it was mine and that she kept it for me throughout the years. She said she didn't believe she would be alive to see me come back for it. Confused, I opened the bag. Inside was a sort of large card. Maybe 8x10 inches... and it was nearly full of these tiny charm dolls... the ones at the very bottom being just crystal with hardly any form... then ones that were either stone or wood carvings, to ones with more detail that looked like small dolls... the last being a very lovely tiny doll, naked with long hair. I knew all of these and did feel like they were mine, but it was confusing and weird to get something back that I knew I had never touched before in THIS lifetime. She explained that I had an "old soul" and it took me lifetimes to collect so much "character" and by that I knew she meant the tiny dolls. She said they were my past lives. I had that feeling... like, when you find something you thought you lost for forever. When I put the purse over my shoulder, it was the strangest feeling. I felt very light and secure. I didn't feel so homeless or lonely. Things strangely made sense. I felt very grounded and secure with who I was as a person.

Later in the dream, I was met by another strange young woman on a dock. She was showing me a baby. A very pudgy baby boy, maybe 6 months old. Very light skin, blue eyes, and blonde hair. I felt a tremendous amount of love for this baby. I played with him for some time until I turned around for a minute. I was wearing the brown leather bag from earlier. I was in a log cabin by a beautiful lake. The lake was full of water Lilies and surrounded by woods, though I could see a small town way off in the distance past the lake. The houses of the town were built on hills and the buildings looked to be white... stone or clay? The shingles on the roofs were a bright orange-ish red. During the short time I had been taking in my surroundings, the woman had taken the child and put him in a boat and took him towards the back of the lake. I panicked and got into another boat and went after her. When I got to her she was looking down into the lake. There was a very particularly beautiful and large Lily growing there... and my heart sunk. I felt like that child had drowned there. I tried to jump into the lake, but something held me back... so I fell to my knees and started crying... feeling like a mother who had just lost a child. About the time I was at my lowest point and just wanted to die, I heard laughter and saw that little boy again playing behind me in the boat. I felt relieved, but still strange. I KNEW that kid had drowned there... right where that water lily was blooming. I felt all sorts of conflicting emotions and was very confused for a moment... and then the lady in the other boat jokingly poked me and said "Well, you have certainly had your share of heartbreak, haven't you? When are you going to do something about that horrible luck of yours?" I wasn't sure how to respond to that because I wasn't aware of there being a way to "cure" bad luck.

Then I woke up in a dressing room. I was getting dressed for something. It seemed like I was dressing to impress a man and I had few clothing options on my bed... all with a red, white, and black theme. That old, brown leather bag was also on the bed, laying against some pillows. There were some TERRIBLE white and black stripped tights, a white shirt with black trim and a very gaudy red rose pinned on the front. Very long, black, loose pants with red trim and stitching that looked like night pants. All of these clothes were horrible. I hated them all. I wasn't fond of the style OR the colors... whats worse is that I only had ONE bra... and it was a cage bra. The bottom half of each cup was just black fabric and the top half of the bra were four thin strips that came together into the bra strap. This was something you wear to bed, NOT under clothes. I didn't know what to do and didn't want to leave out of the room looking ridiculous so I peeked out of my room and into a theater. Hundreds of people were watching a movie but I only recognized two guys. Their names being Joseph and Dalton. I wrapped a sheet around me and flailed my arms until I got their attention and once in the room I explained to them my situation. Joseph said he was sorry but didn't know what to tell me and so I got so upset I started crying, then Dalton told me not to worry and not to cry, that they would wear the bra with me so that I wouldn't be alone. He whipped out two more cage bras and slapped his on, striking poses and being as ridiculous as possible. His was all loose and goofy looking so I helped him adjust it. The straps had adjustment measurements on them that went from 0 to 16. I put his all the way up to 16 and it fit just right. You know, as well as it would fit on a guy. He bounced around all proud of it and threw his shirt on over it. His shirt was white, and as I expected, you could see the bra a bit under it. I did Joseph's bra next, and he wasn't as excited, but he did it so that I wouldn't feel alone. I thought that was so sweet. Then I had Joseph help adjust mine. I felt so happy that the two of them were willing to do that JUST so I wouldn't feel so embarrassed or insecure. Unfortunately, I woke up before I could finish getting dressed.

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I attended church and after the ceremony lingered around making sure everyone was gone and the church was empty. With agreement from a few others, I called or radioed in that the church was clear. We then quickly left the area, and a missile was launched at the church.

We had incriminating papers in our homes and we thrust them under rugs as police/security/military swept through the area looking for the 'terrorists'.

My sense was that the church members launched an attack on their own church to garner sympathy and to spark action against perceived ethnic groups or terrorists.

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I had this dream 9/29/2016 and can only remember bits and pieces of it.

There was a woman who came to me and asked if I was Elyse. I told her I was, and she said she needed my help, grabbed my hand, and dragged me to this place that happened to have a huge storage building built onto it. She told me that there was a bad ghost here and she wanted me to "talk" to it. Well, I have little experience with this sort of thing, in fact, I tend to avoid things like this and so, I tried to tell her that I did not want any part of this... but she cried and cried saying that if I didn't do something, the ghost would get worse and worse until he killed someone and so I told her I'd "Do my best" not knowing what I could really do about it.

I walked around the storage building with her for a while... and I didn't notice anything. Seemed like I would get one of those sinking gut feelings or feeling of dread when I was near something. I felt okay. And so I turned to tell her that I didn't think anything was there, but when I turned to her, far behind her sort of hidden in the shadows was this ghost man. Very tall, wearing black. His face was white. I don't think he had a mouth. It was just a white face with black on and around his eyes... it was very creepy. When I saw him, I didn't say anything because it would just scare the woman more. And anyway, I didn't feel anything evil, I think I was mostly just creeped out by the way this guy looked... all hidden in the shadows... looking like something I'd expect to see out of a horror film.

In the dream, I had to come back to this place several times. Every time I came back, the ghost seemed to get closer and closer to me. It didn't scare me, but it did make me a bit nervous. I tried to talk to him a few times, but he never said anything back. He just watched me with empty, black eyes. During one of my visits I was walking with this woman near a loading dock next to the ocean. As I walked with her, I was pushed down by some invisible force and then dragged towards the ocean by it. I grabbed at the wood planks as I was being dragged, afraid that whatever had me would try to drown me in the ocean, but then whatever it was stopped, and I looked up and the super creepy ghost man was looking into the direction I was being pulled and then down at me. I think he saved me. Dude still had all the makings of a horror film ghost, even up close, but wasn't really scary to me at all. I got up and thanked him, and he just stared at me for a while. The woman who had asked for my help then walked up to me and put her arm around his... and informed me they were to be married. I looked at her. She had yellow snake eyes now. I could see that she had clear-ish iridescent scales around her face and all up her arms, and there was a semi-visible tail coming out from under her old fashioned dress. For a split moment I felt like I should not be surprised... this is the way things must be... and then woke up.

I had lots of different scenes playing in my dreams last night. I remember one the clearest and that one had actors in it.
Start of dream. I am sitting in the back seat of a big 1960's style Plymouth. There are 2 men in the front seat who are actors but I don't know their names. We are at a drive-in move theater watching a movie. Then John Travolta walks up to the left side of the car saying hello. We tell him he is welcome to join us to watch the movie. He said, no I'm just passing by. We talk for a few more minutes. End of dream.

Afterthoughts: Have no idea where this dream came from.

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Is this run about the raping of Germany (i.e., the demise of Deutschebank)?

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I am a passenger in a vehicle that is flying off the ground. I look at the driver, he is not human and wearing a type of uniform. I ask, where are we going? He says, "we are going to look at places for you to live. You need to let me know what you type of dwelling you want to live in." I told him, thank you. End of dream.

Afterthoughts: In the dream I am related in some way to the driver.