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I was with G- on a hill overlooking the city, when suddenly we saw a very large wave down at the beach come up and wiped out the low-lying areas and part of downtown. The spray from the wave even reached us where we were. Also, the land began to shift and adjust and level out. Low places were raised, high places went low and all were level, above the sea level, creating a shelf between the sea and the land.

I was with G- on a hill overlooking the city, when suddenly we saw a very large wave down at the beach come up and wipe out the low lying areas and part of downtown. The spray from the wave even reached us where we were. Also, the land began to shift and adjust and level out. Low places were raised, high places went low and all were level, above the sea level, creating a shelf between the sea and the land.

Lying on my back on bed when I suddenly saw myself floating above my body. I got a fright and woke up

Soil thrown over me from above

Dirt poured over me from above

There was earth breaking all around me as I was running. Looking to save my family there was lava spewing up from the ground. There were balls of fire raining down as far as I could see. Devestation and smoke were everywhere. As I ran I saw shelter. It had a giant entrance with large white pillars, and upon entering I saw a simple wooden desk. The desk was unattended and held one small pencil and a large book. As I approached the book, I felt it was of great importance to my saving. I stepped in front of it and a figure dressed in white appeared. He said to me in a language I did not know, "recite le Vatican". I felt lost and confused, not knowing what to say, yet as though he read the confusion of my mind, he vanished from my path, permitting me to pass. As I walked past the pillars and into the large building I had to walk down a flight of cement stairs. At the bottom I had to enter into a stall, almost like a private stall, but with nothing in it. When I entered I felt a deep sense of doom come over me. I was afraid, and sensed danger. As I stood entering the stall I saw what appeared to be bile running under the stall next to me. Without hearing, my mind heard that an angel in grey had pierced the side of another, and that was their fluids gushing out. I turned to leave and as exiting the stall there was a long mirror to pass. I saw myself in the mirror all I saw was an angel dressed in black behind me, There were flying black spirits above my head, swooping toward me and I was awakened out of my dream.

My son had a kite it was so high in the sky I could see it above the clouds. He was holding the kite string and suddenly I looked to him and he was gone but the kite string was still hanging from the kite. I looked up and I could see shadows in the clouds, I pulled on the string but it did not move. I kept pulling harder on the kite string and I pulled with all my strength and my son fell out of the sky onto the ground. He was scared and told me they didn't want to let him come back.

Last night I dreamed there were two sisters; one was around five the other was about sixteen. The older one had dark colored skin (a few degrees darker than caramel, but not as dark as chocolate) with brown eyes and thick black hair that fell to her back. I never actually saw the younger one, but she had a presence. I was wearing this white dress with a ribbon around the middle. I was suppose to protect them both from a stalker, I think I was hired. The stalker had already gotten to them once and it resulted in the older sister getting raped and now he was trying to get to them both, whether to kill them or worse. Anyways, we were moving quickly to another safe house. When we got there we rushed inside because I thought we were being followed. Inside the House was almost all white, even the steps on the staircase (of which there was only one). There were no lamps and the only light seemed to come from a large window above the door we just entered. The light illuminated the wall we were facing which had only three things of note. One a staircase, which was also white to the point where you wouldn’t be able to see it without the shadowed outline of the steps. Two, a romanesque doorway with no door that was to the left of the staircase. Three, a white door at the top of the staircase. The only color was the floor, which was a glossy, rich deep reddish-brown wood. There was a banging from the door behind us and without turning around we ran up the staircase and through the door at the top. as the door swung shut I saw the Man and about twenty others, dressed as security personnel, siege the House. He was older and tall with salt with pepper hair and dark, glittering, eyes that were so dark you couldn’t tell where the pupil was. His face was lined, though not heavily, a little around the eyes and mouth. I saw a lot before the door closed. We faced another problem in the shape of three identical doors. We chose one at random and continued to flee through the House. Door after door after identical door we ran. eventually we came to a small room. It looked like a child’s bedroom, the walls were purple and pink and there was a twin bed covered with stuffed animals. There were two windows that I planned to be our escape. Before we could leave I had to go back and lock all the doors we came through. This was of vital importance in the dream because i thought it would buy us time. So I told the girls to stay put and back I went through the endless maze of doors, back to the first door. As I locked it, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and knew I didn’t have much time. So I quickly worked backwards hoping the locked doors would slow them down and I would have time to make it back to the girls and out of the window. One of the doors lead to a pale bedroom with a king sized bed and with a pair of french doors on one side that would serve as my shortcut. I turned my back to lock the door, but it took longer to lock because the hinges were loose so I had to lift the door to lock it. As I turned towards the doors that were to be my escape, I panicked… They were blocked. A white vanity covered my only other escape route. The top of the vanity was covered with small nick-nacks such as glass bottles, small statues, books, and jewelry. I didn’t know how it could have happened because a few minutes before the doors were unobstructed. I rush over to move it out of the way, knowing I spent too much time already because I could hear doors faintly crash open behind me. I notice that no matter how hard I pushed against the table it wouldn’t budge, fear seized me when I noticed it was bolted to the floor. I was confused and terrified. Confused because I didn’t know how the vanity could have moved there or how it could have been bolted down without me knowing; terrified because my only other means of escape was through the door I just locked. A chuckle filled the room. It was deep and cold and numbing all at once and what was worse was that it wasn’t from me. I turned to see the Man leaning against the frame of the door behind me. “What do we have here?” His voice was accented, British, I think. He sounded amused and curious, though, like I was some strange animal not behaving as it should. He approached me with swagger and nonchalance, knowing very well that I was trapped and well past the state of panic and barely keeping it together. I knew then what it was like to be a cornered animal; standing in front of him stock still, heartbeat rising along with adrenaline. While I was panicking he just smiled at me. It was a predatory smile and I slowly started backing away. I knew I could not go anywhere, he knew it too, and his smile widen when I ran into the vanity. the baubles on top jangled. When he got within arms reach and politely said, “Pleasure to meet you.” That snapped me out of whatever weird, hypnotic fear I was in and I reacted instinctively and impetuously. I reached behind me and grabbed statue from the vanity behind me. He was shocked and stumbled back. Using this to my advantage I foolishly tried to move the vanity. I heard a laugh behind me. He had recovered and was chuckling at my sad attempts at escape. I was still facing away from him and a sense of hopelessness washed over me. I felt him come up behind me and say, “Are you quite done?” I lowered my head and I felt his hand on my shoulder as he slowly made me face him. He took out this wickedly sharp knife and started playing with my dress. “Such a shame to ruin such a lovely dress.” The blade pierced the fabric at the back of the dress and I felt the cool metal graze my skin. I could not take it anymore so I turn around and tried to get as far away from him as possible. I made my way across the room hoping to unlock the door on the other side. I only got a few steps before my legs gave out and I sank to the floor. I sat there, holding what was left of my tattered dress to by body, as he walked around me. He crouched down and I looked up at him. I was so afraid I was tearing up “Please, don’t. Just please.” He just smile and touched my face, I tried to flinch but he held my head in place. “Come now, that’s enough of that.” he said, and he drew my face towards his and then… I woke up.

I walk up a dim wood staircase distinctly recognizing a reddish brown color of the wood. As i reach the top of the stairs and turn to the left a wood balcony with wood handrails about twenty foot long followed by a small open area with a wood floor. A large wood wall with an oak door directly in front of me i proceed through the door and enter a bedroom with 3 large windows on both sides a blonde woman sat on a large bed before rising and telling me we must leave. A knock on the door occured and then i proceeded to jump through the glass out of the right far window into a lake or body of water. During this portion of my dream i viewed myself diving out of the window and diving 60ft down into the water before returning to first person. I remember hitting the water and feeling a rush and the remember being in third person again looking at myself floating relaxed in the water at a depth far below the surface. I saw darkness below me and green streaks coming up below me but not reaching me. above was clear and light blue. Then i woke up.

So I had this very long dream, quite vivid dream (I have been having them a lot lately), so I decided to put this up to get a rough idea what they might be about. Sorry in advance it this is long. I remember that I was in some kind of war school kind of thing. It was set in my school assembly hall (not sure why). I don't remember much from this, but I do remember we got yelled at a lot. When we were on our break, we were in a garden which looked like my nan and grandpa's garden in my home country. They called us in, but me and my friend (not sure who it was) were really, really late. When we entered they yelled at us. Then skip to a part where we were on the floor, I realised and said out loud, "Wait, this is a dream!" Being a person who has lucid dreams, I stood up and walked over to the main person who was there. I said something along the lines of, "go away, leave us alone". (This is a new lucid dream technique I'm trying out, instead of thinking for something to happen, I say it out loud, it works). Then the scene shifted and I was by my house (in my current country) with my good friend, let's call her Hayley since I don't want to give away her actual name. I said that I really want to travel and she said she wants to aswell. I then changed my hands and legs to wings and flew above the ground. Hayley smiled and did the same. I didn't know she could do it too, so I was pleasantly surprised. We both then flew to some flats. We landed on the roof of one and were now in my home country again, eventhough we only flew for a little while. The roof had a window, so we went in through it, because I saw three of my friends that live in my home country. We talked about something, and we were about to fly out of a side window when I saw teachers from my current country in my home country. So we climbed out of the rooftop window again. Then the scene changed again and we were at a really serif airport. It was only small but open, and was right next to a park. I know I was with a few members of my family. I am not sure if Hayley way there at this point. I THINK I summoned a small plane because when it turned up my mum said that it's too small and I said that that's the best I can do (in a jokey way). However when we were about to get on, you could only see a bed (sheets were blue with white pillows), which I'm guessing is what was in the plane. I was confused on the dream about that. Then we didn't end up boarding yet as it was too small for all of us. I saw a plane fall (they were really small planes, and kinda looked 2D, like a sorta 3D model of what you would see in a cartoon. I offered to help the people get it up but they said to and lifted it. Then another fell and I said something along the lines of, "come up, come on," and clicked my fingers. The plane lifted up and the 2 guys were staring at me. I walked away with a smile. Then I saw people with guns and in black clothes. I wanted to get their attention but didn't know their names, so I called out a random name and they turned around. I went right up to them and told them to leave and that no one wants them there. I think they were close to shooting me, and weren't disappearing, so I closed my eyes and concentrated. I told them to leave again and this time they all went apart from 1 or 2. I went up to them and said the same thing, but they didn't go. One was aiming his gun at me so I grabbed another gun and shot at him. He turned and ran and I shot at his but again. The other disappeared. Then I turned around and said something along the lines of, "of to California," to my family (California is not my home country or current country). At some point in the dream, not sure when, I was in my bedroom (current country) with a person (I don't know who it was). There were 3 guns. One in his/her hands, one in my hands, and one on the bed. I aimed at them but they grabbed the gun, but before they could shoot me, I got the one on the bed and shot at them.