I have to note here... I am having dreams in a repeat cycle, it seems the dreams i have had in the past and did not share are the ones coming back around again. Kind of like recycled clothes.

I am a ratchetty girl getting in fist fights with other girls. (Like on the reality tv shows) I am walking away from one girl and she tries to punch me in the back of the head... (I feel three swiped or punches) It feels like a message to me, but i know what the girls intentions are and that makes me mad. I squat down grab the girl by the ankles and pick her up, upside down. I am hanging her upside down for only a minute then i drop her on her head! (My attention is brought to this point, because even though i believe she will break her neck, she doesn't! I am in a state of shock as the girls body goes limp on the floor!)

Her boyfriend then tries to hit me and i jump on him and i am punching him in the face. I am fighting these people in a poetry store of some kind, or a kitchen supply store maybe, i just know it is upscale. I pick up a glass vase and before breaking on the guys head i look at the price tag on the bottom and think... oh hell no, i am not paying this much money for a vase that i am just gonna break. I put the vase down, hop up and walk away. (Special note: these woman i met in a business setting and all of this drama was regarding business)

I walk to an apartment complex, i have been here before. My demons have followed me here. not the girls but the parts of myself i thought i had changed when i was younger, they are on the outside of myself and i am trying to fight them too. I am taking back to a time when the red bull ran close behind me, and almost devoured me, the Indian chief in all his buckskin finery came to my rescue.

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15 June 2016
No intention set

Two dream snippets:

1) I'm in a rowboat on some large body of water. The water is calm, the day sunny and warm. I can see a shoreline off in the distance. Also in the distance are two large boats heading in my direction. As they get closer I'm able to see both boats resemble old wooden Viking sailing ships. They're moving across the water, directly at me. I don't know if they see me and if they keep going the way they are, they're going to hit my little boat. I would try to row out of the way but instead I just sit there, waiting for...I don't know what. It's like I know they're coming and I'm at risk but also know nothing will happen to me. Both boats sail right up to my location, one on each side of me. The swells lift my little boat and I yell, Are you idiots trying to drown me? Heads pop over the side of each boat. One side is celebrities, the other with people I've known. Both groups look sheepish and I hear a chorus of Sorry, sorry, sorry. We're just trying to rescue you. I eye the groups and say, I wasn't in trouble, you know, until you lot tried to drown me.

2) I'm standing on a street corner, facing a wide, four-laned street with a turn lane in the middle. The buildings up and down both sides of the street are a combination of businesses and residential buildings(like houses and apt. buildings). I recognize this street as one I've been on before and I know I'm in Everett, WA. There are no vehicles on the street but there are people riding bikes of all kinds or just walking down the street, not on the sidewalks. I'm dressed in a pair of white scrub pants, sneakers, and my bra, with my purse over my shoulder. A man walks up to the corner and eyes me curiously. Accident at work, I tell him. This seems to satisfy him and he joins the people in the street, walking along as if this is normal. I think that I need to find a place to buy a shirt so I don't feel so exposed. I check my wallet to see how much money I have. Not much, maybe $20 in small bills and change. That's okay, I know there's a thrift shop on this street and I'll pick up a t-shirt or something there. Then I'm in the thrift shop, which is full of people. I get glances as I enter but no one says anything about the way I'm dressed. There's a sense that this isn't uncommon. I head for the clothes section but there are no shirts of any kind available. In fact there are no clothes available except a couple racks with cheap polyester jackets. I check the prices and wow! The thrift shop wants a LOT for these things, more money than I have with me. I look around. People have carts and they're filling them with items, cleaning out the thrift shop. I search around for something I can afford to use as a shirt. The best I can do is an old, ragged shower curtain. I have a small sewing kit in my purse and I know I can rig up something.

There was also a fleeting bit about seeing an old computer on the side of the road and down a slight embankment, as if someone had tossed it out of a vehicle. An old PC tower and it had flashing lights on it indicating it was still running. There was other trash nearby, in fact trash strewn all up and down the road, yet the computer was the only thing that caught my attention.


Notes:

As I was trying to figure out the significance of the Viking boats-seriously? Viking boats? tended to be my train of thought-I searched for Viking ship images and came across this one. I get it now, after seeing the carving:

http://hdw.eweb4.com/out/975645.html

It's the dragons. Cute, guys, cute.

And once I had that, I realized this was a message dream for me. Now to decide what the message means(as usual).

My dad was stationed in Everett, WA, back in the early 60's. We stayed in a hotel there a few years ago when we attended a family wedding. Beyond that, I'm not familiar with the layout of Everett now. Yet that particular wide street pops up now and then in my dreamtime and when I see it, I know I'm in Everett.

Most of the businesses along the street were closed, which did not strike me as odd and I knew the thrift shop was opened.

Me walking around in a bra and pants did not attract attention in the sense that I was doing anything odd. It was more like people noted it and then went about their business. The only reason I wanted a shirt was for my comfort, in terms of people did notice and I didn't want to be noticed.

The thrift shop was busy but it was quiet. No talking, just the sounds of people moving about. I think what really stood out to me was how there were no clothes except those cheap jackets which were grossly overpriced.

It didn't bother me that I had no money. I knew I was okay, that I'd do fine.

As I'm reflecting on that snippet, something has jumped out at me: I was the only one wearing light-colored clothing. I was dressed in white, even my sneakers and purse were white, while everyone else was dressed in dark, drab colors(Considering how pale my skin is, I probably stood out like an effing beacon. ).

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Let’s not forgot that Venice is not just in Italy. There’s also a Venice in Florida, and that is important because of the rise in big Orlando stories lately. Venice, FL is about 2 hours and 22 minutes driving time from Orlando.

Also notice that there is “Sea Sharing” and both Venice’s (Florida and Italy) are close to the sea.


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An alligator attacked a toddler at a Disney resort lagoon tonight. The father tried to get his boy from the gator but was not successful. Over 50 law enforcement personal are actively looking for him.
Just wow!
The poor family and the poor city. 3 horrific events in 4 days. May there be a greater amount of love kindness to envelop the people in Orlando than there is hate and pain.
http://www.orlandosentinel.com/news/brea...story.html

Though I often 'awake to dream songs', rarely do they stay 'in my head' all day. They normally fade within a few minutes, to an hour or so.  Today, though, this single song has been stuck in my head ALL DAY.  I had to look it up on YouTube just to see the Orchestral version of it (the opera singer is quite talented!)

Ennio Morricone - The Ecstasy of Gold
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1-rHdSWZLpQ

Sorry, but had to share - great performance, not sure why it's been in my head all day, though.

14 June 2016
No intention set.


I'm somewhere park-like. Rolling hills, green grass, flowers, trees, paths, that sort of thing. The place is filled with people I don't know. Many people, a huge crowd. I'm wandering around. There's an air of excitement amongst the crowd but I don't know why. I don't even know why I'm there.

I wander into an area where there's a great deal of activity occurring. There's a woman who seems to be running things, or, at the least, she's ordering people around. She sees me and wants to know what I'm doing there, why am I not working, don't I know the show is supposed to start in an hour and good god, don't just stand there, GET TO WORK! I tell her she must be mistaken, I'm not one of the workers. She shoots a disdainful look at me and asks what use am I, then. I just shrug. She starts berating me, telling me she's a Very Important Person who Knows People, Famous People, most of the people who will be performing today, and that I'm a Nobody. I agree with her, which seems to piss her off even more. She's all up in my face, repeating her Very Important Person bit. I'm calm and ready to leave but she's on a roll so I figure I'll just let her go until she's got it out of her system. After all, if she's yelling at me, who can handle it, she's not yelling at other people who might not be able to handle it.

About this time, Eric Clapton walks up. He's carrying an acoustic guitar in one hand and drapes an arm around my shoulders. The VIP woman stops in mid-tirade like someone hit a pause button. I eye Clapton curiously. Hey, babe, he says, I was looking for you. I tell him I've been right here, chatting with this nice lady. VIP woman finds her voice and asks him, not me, You know her? He glances at me and grins. Do I know you? he asks. You should, I say, since we've been married for over 20 years. 26, he says, since you forgot. VIP woman says, I didn't know you were married. He glances at her and says, in a polite yet MYOB tone, I don't tend to tell stage managers my personal business. I manage not to laugh at her expression. He kisses my forehead and says he'll see me after the concert. I tell him I'll meet him backstage later. He leaves. VIP woman asks me why I didn't tell her I was-and this was said in reverent tones-Eric Clapton's wife. I shrug and tell her it's nobody's business but ours. Then I wander off to go find my place so I can watch the concert. By this time word is out that Eric Clapton's wife is here and hanging out and I have people watching my every move. It's really annoying but I know I'm going to enjoy the concert.


Notes:

I don't know Eric Clapton and I'm certainly not married to him.

Whatever this concert was going to be, it seemed to have many well-known performers involved. I don't know if it was a benefit or a festival, but it was big, given all the people who were attending.

This was kinda interesting. I don’t remember all of the dream.
I was trying to find David Crosby from Crosby Still and Nash. I needed him to help with a fundraising concert, similar to the No Nukes Concert from ’79. We ended up traveling in a car together I was trying to make the connection to him that we interacted during one of the No Nukes concerts at the Hollywood Bowl and that it was time to do another concert. He was quiet, wore sunglasses and dark colors. He didn’t say much but did listen.
Next I was looking for Stevie Wonder. I was trying to tell him the same thing, except this time I was I told him he was needed to do another concert like the Peace Sunday Concert at the Rose Bowl in 1981. When I was with him, he had a dog, sorta like a cross between a boston terrier and a bull dog. The dog was attached to a sled and was able to pull Stevie Wonder through both snow and in water like a lake or pool. Stevie Wonder also listened to what I was telling him. My dream ended.

I don’t know if there was an agreement with either of them to perform but they were not opposed.
Thoughts,
I attended 2 No Nukes Concerts at the Hollywood Bowl ( ’79-80) and the Peace Sunday Concert at the Rose Bowl (’81). Crosby performed at all three and Wonder performed at the latter. I visited back stage at the No Nukes concerts as our family business donated a large amount of food for everyone back stage. We did the same for the Peace Sunday concert but we only watched from the audience. These concerts were the forerunners for Farm Aid and Live Aid. I never met either performer in real life however.
In my opinion, this dream might be a foreshadowing of a large benefit concert or a cause/protest concert. It might have to do with a political issue (both of those concerts were political in nature) or for a fundraiser for something like the Orlando shootings. In the past when I have dreamt about someone I don't know, they often make news headlines or if I know the person, we will often end up interacting shortly after the dream.
It is interesting to note it is yet another celebrity dream.

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Just watched a funny video that seems to match “female existence piles balls.” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=al0hvcOiAtU

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I am sure there are more, but here is one botrun which foretold a part of the Orlando shooting. Just 3 words
potter serious shooting
One of the victims killed Sunday worked on a ride at Harry Potter World.
JK Rowling has commented about the victim.

http://nationaldreamcenter.com/forum18/T...5#pid26445
story.http://www.today.com/popculture/j-k-rowling-weeps-orlando-shooting-victim-who-worked-harry-t97906

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