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Tracking a murder |
Posted by: ThePaladin - 03-16-2020, 07:46 PM - Forum: Public Dreams
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14 March 2020
Again, how I wrote the dream in my journal.
A group of women. Don't know them and no idea why I'm there. The leader tells me I'm there to show them what I can do. I tell them no and start to leave. No interest in performing for this bunch. Strikes me as a bad move. But I'm stopped by a guy. A cop. He tells me I need to do this, to really show what I'm capable of doing. He tells me not to worry, that I'll be safe, that he's there to protect me. So I tell the group ok, I'll show them what they want to know but we'll do it my way or not at all. Boss lady isn't happy about that but agrees.
I drop down into the energy and begin walking. Cop is walking with me. Ask what I'm looking for. I tell him I'm tracking someone who's missing. Dead. Lead the way onto a beach. It's dusk now. No one else on the beach but us. Everything takes on a dreamy quality. I lead the way to a dune. Here, I say, dropping to my knees and digging in the sand with my hands. The cop joins me. The group stands around, watching.
Cop asks what I'm getting. I look at him say, in a sort of sing-song voice, He's dead. They killed him. Buried him. He's dead. As I speak, we uncover a man's hand sticking up out of the sand. As if he'd been trying to dig his way out of the sand. In the same sing-song voice I say, He's dead, but he wasn't when they buried him. He woke up a bit in the sand. Tried to dig free but ran out of air. Who? asks the cop. I close my eyes and my voice changes again as I say, It'll be okay, Rick. Now that he's gone, we'll be together. Forever. Then my voice shifts back to the sing-song. Talk to the boyfriend, I say. Cop says, We didn't know there was a boyfriend. Oh, I say, there's more than one boyfriend. She's played them all and when this one discovered what she did, she killed him and Rick helped her bury him. Who? asks the cop, Why? You'd have to ask her, I say. I point to the leader of the group and say, Her. You have to ask her. The group gasps. The cop leans back, looks from me to her, and says, Son of a bitch. I smile. Still sing-song, I say, Time for me to go now.
And I woke.
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Storm coming |
Posted by: ThePaladin - 03-16-2020, 02:43 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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This dream occurred on 23 Feb 2020. I got a vibe that I needed to post it here so I'm going to post it as I wrote it in my journal.
A storm is coming. Big, terrible storm. Can see it on the horizon, black clouds filling the bright blue sky. Need to get ready. Prepare to hunker down. Get supplies. So many people out shopping as usual and not seeming to care that the terrible storm is coming. Only a few getting ready. Need to fill up my water containers to ensure plenty of water. Live in a small house in a neighborhood. Just the cats and me. Have food and litter for them.
The news is talking about the storm coming. It's still bright and sunny outside but the black clouds are closer now. I work to prep my house to ride out the storm. Get all the loose items into storage. The wind is starting to pick up even though the sky is still sunny and blue. Suddenly my husband is there and he says, No, that's not the sun, it's a really bright full moon. I realize he's correct, it's an incredibly bright full moon that lights up the sky like a sunny day. Then my husband is gone again.
See some neighbors and greet them. They ask what I'm doing. Tell them I'm getting ready for the storm and point at the black sky that's even closer now. They don't seem to see the sky. I shrug and continue my tasks. There's a woman who tells me she's good, that it's all under control, and not to worry, God will take care of everything. Ok, I shrug.
Now the wind is really blowing and the black sky is almost on top of us. I go inside, make sure everything's battened down. Couldn't find the water jerry can but I have other containers I can use to compensate. The cats are hiding. They know the storm is coming even if the sky is still clear and blue. Glance at the sun, no the moon, I remind myself, and know we're running out of time before the storm comes. A knock on the door. IT's some neighbors who realize there's going to be a huge storm and don't know what to do. I tell them they're welcome to ride out the storm with me but they have to bring food and water because I don't have enough supplies for a large group. They head off to do that and return with all sorts of food and cases of water. Soon there's stuff and people crowded into my little house. No idea where they'll all sleep and if my plumbing can handle so many. There's another knock. It's the woman and she's afraid and wants to stay. I tell her no, there's no more room, I'll barely be able to handle the crowd. Ok, she says, and leaves.
My friend, S, calls. Says the storm is almost on top of my area, and will I need any help? Do I need her help? Not at the moment, I tell her. Right now everything is under control.
A brief bit about a guy showering before the storm hits, while there's still available water. Another guy, with a skull-like head and very prominent teeth(I really remembered those teeth), yelling about politics. I interrupt him and tell him there's 2 rules in this house: No raised voices and treat each other with respect. He protests, pretty much saying he has freedom of speech, etc. I tell him he needs to learn the 1st Amendment and this is MY house and MY rules, that if he didn't like the rules, he's free to leave any time he wanted. He harrumphs at me, gets up, tells his wife to get their stuff, they're leaving, that he's not staying in a place where he's not free to speak as he wants. He storms out of the house. Wife and a couple other people follow. I hold the door for them and wish them well in their search for protection.
Now the blackness is almost covering the sky, though I can still see the moon/sun. Wind is howling. 1st raindrops hit the windowpanes. I see the woman, standing in the rain, talking on her phone. She seems desperate. Looks up, sees me watching her. I jerk my thumb towards my house to indicate she's invited inside. She grabs her shopping bags of supplies and hustles to my door. Gets inside as the storm hits with full intensity. Can hear the howling outside but inside my house, it's safe. I'm ready to protect my home and everyone here to the best of my ability. If necessary, I'll call for help but at that moment, I know I'll make it through the storm intact.
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Rioting in the City |
Posted by: Goldengirl - 03-15-2020, 10:38 AM - Forum: Public Dreams
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So it started out pretty plain, as far as dreams go. I was at work, in tight quarters (I work in an open floor plan, but this took it to an extreme, it was study carrels without dividers LOL). I was finishing up a new business proposal.
In printing it out, I thought my boss should see it, but he was surrounded by a ton of people all vying for his attention, and I had a thought that these two women that I know would need to see it as well. So I gathered up the printouts, and went to find them.
I arrived at a store that they owned, and it was PACKED with people. It was a toy store, and it was like folks were fighting for the last toy before Christmas. I decided to come back later, but somehow on my way back, even though it was a short trip there, I got very lost.
Suddenly the quality of the dream shifted. Very clearly I could see I was in a much larger city than what I work in. I could see a lot looking downhill (but I’m not sure if it was really hilly, or a dreamlike panorama perspective, where you can see more. The perspective made it look like the street corner was a triangle). I could see a man laying half on the sidewalk, and half in the street. I went a bit closer and I could see he was dead. It was then I noticed a lot of people in the streets, and there was complete chaos. The streets looked wet. Then I saw riot police in full gear. Helmets with face shields, body shields and weapons. People were running. Then I realized that a number of storefronts were on fire.
I took off in a different direction, only to have a young man in his 20s approach me and grab me by the arm. He seemed to know me, and I felt I was being kidnapped. Unlike me in dreams usually, I got all up in his grill and screamed for HELP!!!!!
It had the needed effect of him losing his grip on my arm, and I ran off down the street.
End of dream.
On an interesting thought I had after I woke, the business proposal is real, and it’s due around the beginning of May.
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