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Holding Camp Release |
Posted by: Iris - 08-01-2016, 06:47 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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I was in a holding camp with hundreds of others. My group was in a school surrounded by a large green lawn. Our clothing was old and faded, but not tattered, and we were all thin. Most of the people were adult females; I don't recall seeing children, although our children were often discussed.
We had stashed the few personal odd possession we had in a small hidden cabinet off a dirt path. These consisted primarily of small thin soft covered books, and a couple of boxed up lamps with large bases. We pulled one box out to check on the condition of the lamp. This lamp's base was glass, beautifully painted with a Chinese design. I placed the shade on the lamp, but could not find the finial. An armed guard was coming, so I took the lamp apart and packed it back up in the box and hid it in the cabinet and walked away.
We often talked about escape, and had one planned soon. I was within the school and we found out we were all to be released. One of the women was sobbing, as she did not know how to find her husband. I asked her about her children and she said they were fine and she knew where they were, and I told her to focus on her children and her husband would be found.
The people all seemed dazed and were slow to get into action. Since I was prepared for an escape, I was quick to move. I went to the hidden cabinet to pull out the lamp, however, it was large and bulky and I wasn't sure I wanted to carry it. I encountered a school friend, Patty, and she said she had access to a car and asked if I wanted to ride along and we could pack up our belongings into the large trunk. We planned our route; we were concerned that with the thousands of people released in the state (or country?), the roads and highways would be full of walkers not vehicles and our progress would be slow. So with a quick start we could perhaps stay ahead of the crowds of walkers.
We drove out of the camp but ended up stopping at a university and moving into a dorm. Our possessions now included some canned , and several thick wood sticks about 2 feet long. The wood was vital and our intent was to cut off a slice at a time although I don't recall the purpose...fuel? flavoring for tea? A couple other female friends were now with us in the single dormitory room, and we were trying to be inconspicuous. We could observe the crowds of people from the dorm window, but as we did not want to be seen, we pulled down the black-out drape. We had very little to survive on and did not want to share what we had with the hordes.
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God absolves guilt over suicide |
Posted by: Iris - 07-30-2016, 08:13 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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My family built or renovated and recently opened a hotel. Guests had arrived and reviews had been good. I was walking around the premises, inspecting the property, and walked up to the roof. I believe there was an enclosed public area with glass
sliding doors that opened onto a gravel terrace, open to the sky. Several people were there, talking with a young adult male in his late teens or early twenties, white, slim, with dark wavy hair. I approached the group and was alarmed to hear he was adamant about committing suicide and wanted everyone to leave him alone. I think he had tried to hang himself before the others came across him and got him down to help him. I talked to him as well and was unable to change his mind or to get him to agree to get help. The other people persuaded me to leave. I was still concerned about the young man and had the sense that as soon as I left he would try to commit suicide again, and I was concerned as well with the reputation of our hotel. Before I had even walked back through the glass door, the man had indeed hung himself.
I was sickened and very upset with myself, thinking that I was responsible as I had talked with him and had not dissuaded him from suicide. As I walked through the hotel I eventually made it to the ground floor and exited the building. The police had already arrived and they quickly removed the body. I was quite distraught and walked to church. Must have been Sunday as I recalled several masses were scheduled that day. Huge crowds of people were exiting the church, and I had difficulty walking through them. The crowds were similar in size to those at a baseball game; thousands of people; mostly white, primarily adults, with a few people in wheelchairs. The church building was like a basketball arena, with thousand of stadium chairs.
I proceeded past the stadium area and entered a room arranged as a classroom. I was carrying an empty plastic container that had previously held pastries; I was determined to drop it into a recycling container, but could not find one so I threw it into the plentiful trash cans (now more guilt!). I proceeded to the next room, and then the next, and realized mass would not be held for awhile, so I exited the building. I was seeking absolution and I wanted to talk to a priest, but could not find one. While outside, I ran into my friend, E., in a beautiful red dress, searching the crowds for someone. As we walked we were joined by our devoutly religious friend, V. After chatting for awhile, I finally broke down and told them what had happened. V. quoted Bible verses, and I told her I had no idea how to interpret what she had said. She said something to the effect that if God could not change the will of the child than how could he expect me to. I felt the burden of guilt leave me.
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Get a prize |
Posted by: RonJ - 07-29-2016, 08:30 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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I'm sort of in a church. I'm getting in a pull cart with a couple other people. We stop near a room. I ask why. "You're getting a prize" was the answer. I went into the room and saw a priest sitting at a desk. I took off a head covering and bowed but noticed I still had another covering on. Sort of a skull cap?
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Hotel and ring |
Posted by: RonJ - 07-29-2016, 08:20 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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I'm in a older hotel with wood floors. I'm getting some stones for a ring to be made. I picked 2 black ones but later I'm only given 1 black one and one white one in a small box. I'm also given some blue corduroy pants. I'm wearing them. I like cords. There was a big pile of them. I guess people don't like them.
I didn't get the ring made since I don't like any objects attached to me.
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Wide awake at 2:00 AM |
Posted by: Cassandra - 07-29-2016, 07:49 AM - Forum: Miscellaneous
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I have been wide awake since 2:00 am. When this happens there is something I need to pray about. So I get up, make tea and just pray for everything I can think of. When I checked the news around 6:30 am, I saw that 2 more police officers were shot, this time in CA. Happened about 11:00 pm last night. My stomach is all messed up now from my nerves. I am either going to gain lots of weight from all the eating I'm doing or find a doctor that will give me some old fashion Valium. I feel sympathy for people who are highly sensitive empath's and can feel all the chaos going on right now.
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