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Was on vacation in Spain with my mom and daughter we were shopping on what seem on top of a mountain looking down into a valley . Then a merchant handed me a pair of white shoes he said I need them the street were of cobblestone as I look ahead I saw airiplanes in shape of V in the sky as fire flames and benith were what seem like giants running among street I knew that something bigger was about to happen mean while my sister in the us need financial help and I know we we’re stranded I got my shoes and I knew I was going to be part of something bigger I put them on and I woke up

I have several re-occurring dreams: 1. I see ex-boyfriends (two particularly ones) entering into a room or space I am in. Even though they do not talk to me or do anything directly with me, they make sure I notice that they are there 2. Carrying a baby on my back or attending to toddlers - bathing them, feeding them or cleaning them up 3. Bathing or being naked especially waist up 4. seeing my mother who died 8 years after struggling with dementia. In the dream, i am also trying to protect her so that no body takes advantage of her 5. In a school always trying to write an exam but not giving the right resources or not having enough time to finish writing 6. Back in my family house where i grew up where i notice that entrance doors are wide open when everyone is sleeping then i will try to close the doors but struggle. Sometimes i see a very black cat and i struggle to shout 'Jesus' or 'Holy Ghost fire'. Even when my mouth is open and i am screaming, the words don't seem to come out because it seems there is a force trying to stop me. Eventually i am able to shout then I wake up to see scratch marks on my body and an insect bite on my hand swollen (same part of my hand every time and this has being happening for years)

I was welcomed into an architects office by two friendly ladies. An Asian man sat at the conference table and was rearranging a model of a building on the table. I wasn't sure if I was really wanted there or if I was going to be fired. But as I made some jokes we all laughed and I became more confident. The ladies seemed to want to hear what I had to share and I made a few more funny comments and it was nice and bright and enjoyable. Then one of the ladies said we were going to be able to leave early, at 2:30pm which I was happy about.

I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

I was in the car with Latasha. She was driving, and it felt like her old Ford Taurus. It was winter, snow everywhere, and her boys were in the backseat. While she was driving, the car started to skid. It felt like we were about to hit another blue parked car, but instead, the car somehow lifted up and went over it. Right after that, we crashed hard. The front of the car was completely smashed in. During the accident, I remember staying calm. I was talking and giving instructions, trying to keep everyone steady through what was happening while the accident was happening. After the car stopped, everything went still for a moment. Latasha seemed like she was in shock just frozen. I noticed the hood of the car was badly damaged, and then it started catching on fire. There was something in the car on fire that I grabbed, and I took it outside and put it in the snow to put the fire out. Then I went into a building nearby to get help. It didn’t feel like a church at first, it felt more like a restaurant but when I went inside, I saw Natalie and Lady T at what looked like a hostess stand. I told them that Latasha had been in a bad accident. At first, Lady T misunderstood me and thought I meant something else. She said “I know” I had a conversation with her earlier about her car troubles. I had to clarify that no, we had actually just been in a real accident outside in the back. After that, I went back outside, or the scene shifted, and now Latasha was coming out crying. Christina was behind her, also crying, even though she wasn’t there during the accident.

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