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12.14.05
Dream 266
Grocery shopping at IGA. Found some interesting Jones Juice flavors for 39.99. I thought it was kind of pricey, but reasoned that it must have been a mistake and put them in the cart. Found some other items there too. I want to say that Pastor Paul was there…and I might have been ‘dating’ him. Of course he was introduced to my memory from our counseling session last night. It was weird, nonetheless.
Dream 267
This dream was influenced by a guest who was on the Maury show yesterday. This girl was shot in the face with a shotgun while she was six months pregnant. I witnessed this crime in the narrative third person sense, and floated myself to an old white church house. This dream was followed by the next.
Dream 268
Haunting someone’s house. I’m still not sure if I was dead or alive, but I imagine that this is the perspective a real ghoul would have during a ‘professional’ haunting. These ladies were living in a very nice house. They had transgressed me in some way which may have been explained in a previous dream. These two women (sisters?) were surely wicked ones so I started chasing them around their house. I finally caught them in an upstairs bed room and had the door slammed shut behind us. I was standing (or floating) in front of them, but it was unclear as to whether or not they could detect me. Their frightened faces were encouraging. I pointed my finger and spoke aloud: “Flicker the lights”. They began flickering. The women squirmed. I said, “Toss the clothes” and the clothes from the closet started flying out of the closet. Boxes of shoes from the above shelf fell to the floor. The women screamed and ran to the beds. I yelled, “Turn over the beds!” and the mattresses started to shake. They flipped over throwing the women across the room. I was just about to turn on the tornado sirens and ferociously shake the walls of the house, but my mom threw open my bedroom door and shinned the light in my face.
Dream 266
Grocery shopping at IGA. Found some interesting Jones Juice flavors for 39.99. I thought it was kind of pricey, but reasoned that it must have been a mistake and put them in the cart. Found some other items there too. I want to say that Pastor Paul was there…and I might have been ‘dating’ him. Of course he was introduced to my memory from our counseling session last night. It was weird, nonetheless.
Dream 267
This dream was influenced by a guest who was on the Maury show yesterday. This girl was shot in the face with a shotgun while she was six months pregnant. I witnessed this crime in the narrative third person sense, and floated myself to an old white church house. This dream was followed by the next.
Dream 268
Haunting someone’s house. I’m still not sure if I was dead or alive, but I imagine that this is the perspective a real ghoul would have during a ‘professional’ haunting. These ladies were living in a very nice house. They had transgressed me in some way which may have been explained in a previous dream. These two women (sisters?) were surely wicked ones so I started chasing them around their house. I finally caught them in an upstairs bed room and had the door slammed shut behind us. I was standing (or floating) in front of them, but it was unclear as to whether or not they could detect me. Their frightened faces were encouraging. I pointed my finger and spoke aloud: “Flicker the lights”. They began flickering. The women squirmed. I said, “Toss the clothes” and the clothes from the closet started flying out of the closet. Boxes of shoes from the above shelf fell to the floor. The women screamed and ran to the beds. I yelled, “Turn over the beds!” and the mattresses started to shake. They flipped over throwing the women across the room. I was just about to turn on the tornado sirens and ferociously shake the walls of the house, but my mom threw open my bedroom door and shinned the light in my face.