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05-05-2016, 08:03 PM
I really wish I could remember more of this dream because it was kinda intense. In the beginning of this dream the Dream Center was having some kind of conference. The members were sitting all around while we listened to a few people give some lectures. Then the guy in charge of running the Dream Center got up and gave a speech of his own saying that according to the collective dreams, we were about to experience some kind of catastrophic event similar to that of the twin towers being attacked. When he said that he held up a poster. The poster was sorta artsy with a pop culture feel. In fact, it reminded me of Obama's hope and change posters. Anyway, THIS poster just had a bluish black silhouette of a tall building on it. Partially hidden behind the tower was a sorta filled in orange 9/3 or 10/3 star polygon shape. I felt like this was to represent an explosion. The background was flooded yellow. There were slight red highlights here and there. This poster made me feel a bit uneasy... because it seemed like such a weird way to present the possibility of such an awful attack. BUT, maybe that was the point... because I was sure I wouldn't forget that poster and its bright colors.
Anyway, after this conference, some of the dreamers were sent out to search for information regarding the poster. I was sent to follow a group of soldiers. My brother actually happened to be one of the soldiers. Now, in real life, my brother and I do NOT get along and he has never been a soldier. He has kind of a crappy attitude which carried over into the dream, so I was very unhappy following him around but I felt like I had to take one for the team. Anyway, at some point in the dream, we came across the ruins of a city and there was this huge important building that had been destroyed. I immediately thought of the poster. I stood on a sort of tall hill looking off into the destroyed city at the building and thought to myself, "Just what happened?! What is that building?" And for some reason I thought it HAD to be a world trade center. But that seemed weird. Surely not. I thought I needed to report this to the Dream Center ASAP. After a moment of silence looking off into the city, the soldiers decided that there was no way there were any survivors and we should turn back because it was dangerous to hang around there. I followed them to some sort of restaurant/pub where they sat and talked and joked as if nothing had happened. Just HOW were they not angry? Shouldn't they be wanting to kick someones butt? How could they not care. As I sat there fuming, a pretty, tall, thin, tan woman came by to serve the men liqueur. They were insanely rude and just mean to her... treating her like an object... and then I realized that this woman was a slave. Her name was "Caramello" (Karamello?)... I glared at the men being so mean to this woman and thought I would come back later to destroy them and free her... but for now I had to get home. I needed to make sure my children were ok and put in what I found out at the Dream Center.
When I got home, I was greeted by a new neighbor who lived several houses down from me. She was a plump middle eastern woman who wore just really bright clothes and lots of makeup. I thought this was odd. She gave me a sort of chill, so I was happy when she turned to leave. I had a long day and wanted to relax. She was making it difficult. As she was walking away, she said something that just made me so mad. I can't remember what it was, but it really set me off, and that's not an easy task. I'm usually VERY laid back and easy going when it comes to dealing with other people. But, man, did she manage to set me off. I ran up the stairs of my house where my youngest son was watching her and her two boys walk away... she was making just the meanest, rudest snide comments about my family as she walked off... so I tapped on the glass of the window, and amazingly enough, she turned around. I put on a big fake smile and gave her the bird and sorta waved it at her as if I were just politely waving goodbye. She put her hands behind her back and secretly gave me the bird as she walked away... then I heard her telling her kids about how evil MY kids were and how they were stinky. How she bet they were the stinky kids in class... and then a wave of "Oh HELL NAW" came over me and I marched downstairs and outside to give her a piece of my mind. As politely as I could, because we were both surrounded by kids, I told her what I thought of her as a person AND a parent. And she did the same. I'm telling you, it took EVERY ounce of self control I had not to want to flat out kill this woman. Anyway, at the end of our little "discussion" I told her she needed to stay as far away from my kids as possible, and smiled the biggest, fakest smile I could as I pushed my kids behind me. As I did this, one of her boys, the youngest, walked up to one of mine and sniffed him. I turned all of my kids around and told them to go home, and as they walked away, I turned around to cut this woman the stink eye before I followed them home. As we parted ways, I could hear her smallest boy say that he smelt one of my sons and they didn't stink at all, and the woman just said to him "That's because you aren't old enough to know the smell of a devil. They are all white devils."
Anyway, after this conference, some of the dreamers were sent out to search for information regarding the poster. I was sent to follow a group of soldiers. My brother actually happened to be one of the soldiers. Now, in real life, my brother and I do NOT get along and he has never been a soldier. He has kind of a crappy attitude which carried over into the dream, so I was very unhappy following him around but I felt like I had to take one for the team. Anyway, at some point in the dream, we came across the ruins of a city and there was this huge important building that had been destroyed. I immediately thought of the poster. I stood on a sort of tall hill looking off into the destroyed city at the building and thought to myself, "Just what happened?! What is that building?" And for some reason I thought it HAD to be a world trade center. But that seemed weird. Surely not. I thought I needed to report this to the Dream Center ASAP. After a moment of silence looking off into the city, the soldiers decided that there was no way there were any survivors and we should turn back because it was dangerous to hang around there. I followed them to some sort of restaurant/pub where they sat and talked and joked as if nothing had happened. Just HOW were they not angry? Shouldn't they be wanting to kick someones butt? How could they not care. As I sat there fuming, a pretty, tall, thin, tan woman came by to serve the men liqueur. They were insanely rude and just mean to her... treating her like an object... and then I realized that this woman was a slave. Her name was "Caramello" (Karamello?)... I glared at the men being so mean to this woman and thought I would come back later to destroy them and free her... but for now I had to get home. I needed to make sure my children were ok and put in what I found out at the Dream Center.
When I got home, I was greeted by a new neighbor who lived several houses down from me. She was a plump middle eastern woman who wore just really bright clothes and lots of makeup. I thought this was odd. She gave me a sort of chill, so I was happy when she turned to leave. I had a long day and wanted to relax. She was making it difficult. As she was walking away, she said something that just made me so mad. I can't remember what it was, but it really set me off, and that's not an easy task. I'm usually VERY laid back and easy going when it comes to dealing with other people. But, man, did she manage to set me off. I ran up the stairs of my house where my youngest son was watching her and her two boys walk away... she was making just the meanest, rudest snide comments about my family as she walked off... so I tapped on the glass of the window, and amazingly enough, she turned around. I put on a big fake smile and gave her the bird and sorta waved it at her as if I were just politely waving goodbye. She put her hands behind her back and secretly gave me the bird as she walked away... then I heard her telling her kids about how evil MY kids were and how they were stinky. How she bet they were the stinky kids in class... and then a wave of "Oh HELL NAW" came over me and I marched downstairs and outside to give her a piece of my mind. As politely as I could, because we were both surrounded by kids, I told her what I thought of her as a person AND a parent. And she did the same. I'm telling you, it took EVERY ounce of self control I had not to want to flat out kill this woman. Anyway, at the end of our little "discussion" I told her she needed to stay as far away from my kids as possible, and smiled the biggest, fakest smile I could as I pushed my kids behind me. As I did this, one of her boys, the youngest, walked up to one of mine and sniffed him. I turned all of my kids around and told them to go home, and as they walked away, I turned around to cut this woman the stink eye before I followed them home. As we parted ways, I could hear her smallest boy say that he smelt one of my sons and they didn't stink at all, and the woman just said to him "That's because you aren't old enough to know the smell of a devil. They are all white devils."
