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I was at the office where I actually worked for 25 years. I was at my desk and there was lots of work in my tray that needed to be done. My boss was in her office and thought I couldn’t actually see her face, more work was being brought out to me. There were many legal sized yellow folders brought out to me; stacks of them. I felt a little overwhelmed at how much there was. I took one of the folders and looked inside at the stack of papers. On top of the stack was a photograph of myself when I was a teenager about 13 or 14 years old. I actually have this photo. I was wearing a deep yellow turtleneck sweater. I wondered why it was there and what it had to do with all the work I had to do. The other papers in the folder were turned face down. There was one piece of paper that had some writing on it however I wasn’t able to read it in the dream. As I stared at the photo of myself I began to wake up from the dream. I have had several dreams of being in this same work place with the same boss and work being given to me through the years. The boss in the dream always appears to be the person I actually worked for. I was her administrative assistant for years working at the bank Citigroup. This time the amount of work was far more than in any of the other dreams and I was curious about all the legal file folders and why the photo of me as a teenager?

I have dreamed that I was going to the school middle school to go and get some soup that someone had left for me and I got lost in the new elementary school so I had to get instructions on how to get there and the old high school secretary was it anyways she led me through some hallways through the new school to the cafeteria. It was full of children eating food, It felt weird because i thought all the kids were staring at "the older kid in elementary school". She took me into the back where everyone had their coats on hooks.into the back to give me A 6-pack beer container that only had 3 beers in it and some of the soup that I was looking for then she took me into or she followed me into the parking lot where she lit up a smoke in the lot for a minute as I put the stuff in the car, it was nighttime at this point and I guess now she ran Off because the Post Office guy drove by and I guess in my brain because he works for the government and she does to you like she didn't want to get caught outside so she ran away and then all these people start showing up that I knew from a long time ago starting with one person then Rachael the girl from my science class, whom of which I gave a half hug with my left arm. Her arms were full so it was kinda like my head get pushed into her left shoulder. She was wearing a blue fluffy jacket. I asked Rachel how come she always shows up randomly in my life. and there was Britney Watson or maybe a 3 palms kid and we were all sitting in these chairs in a big circle outside in there was one other girl that I knew by can't remember exactly what her name was and is other people are too but I can't remember and then it was a pretty good conversation nice positive. It felt like they all came just for me, though I simply sat and listened to what they had to say. Just typical group chatter of highschool kids. and then it's switch to me be in the shower and I was talking to chef Gordon Ramsay about over hard eggs he waa trying to smack me because the term overhard was not acceptable, the shower curtain got all messed up, I was thinking how it needed to be fixed. Standing there naked In front of Gordon Ramsey in my trailer park shower didnt bother me I. The slightest, but I thought about how it should of and then he got Duke splaining how it needs to be soft and moist and not over hard, I actually pictured what he was describing quite well, I remember thinking he was absolutely right, hard chaukly over cooked eggs are the worst and I was like it's just a preference but we are actually talking about eggs Benedict and I agreed with them that they shouldn't be hard for eggs Benedict but really we were just arguing about words and definitions.

This is a recurring dream for many years. I dream I am alone or with my two children at the house where I grew up as a child. The main focus and my main responsibility of the dream is to always lock the gate outside the yard before it turns night. Sometimes during the dream, I will look through the window in the night to make sure it is locked. In the last dream, I did not lock the gate, if seems it was not urgent or I forgot or got distracted. When I came outside my car was stollen. I went to the gate to close and lock it but I struggled because it seems the lock was broken. I eventually got it locked with much struggle.

I was walking down a hallway of a hospital, I saw two past friends who are both doctors in different countries, don’t know if we interacted, but one told the other to come with her and she took her into a restricted area. I continued down the hallway and came upon a wing of the hospital that the majority of the hospital staff did not know was retrofitted as a quarantine area. Many people were in that quarantine area mainly black foreigners. It was like the couldn’t wait to see a staff personnel that they didn’t see before to tell them all that was happening in that quarantine area. I saw a resident doctor who is senior to me and asked him to walk with me. I wanted to ask hi questions. We started walking back in the direction I came from and one of his superior’s saw him and asked him where he was going, I quickly made up an excuse for him and we continued walking. We parted ways soon afterwards and I continued walking. I opened the door and entered a room where high level government officials such as the Prime Minister of Barbados and media officials were discussing another pandemic, TV and computer screens filled the room. The looked up at me a little startled that I was there and I quickly told them ‘never mind me I am just passing through’.

The world being remade by a person killing all the superheroes and people, and I with my team of friends try to stop his teachings and his ways by killing all his disciples. then when my father was transporting supplies and people to a sanctuary , one of the drivers is a little kid who has no money for food and stole the milk, after this i get chained up in a huge dark,cloudy room filled with blood and a red light , as i try to break my chains i cut the iron rod due to the friction caused by the thin metallic rope i was confined to. then i break free and start killing all the people in the room, all the evil people and the villains, after that i find out that the person doing all of this has started his main plan of creating kids and teaching them his values in a soft approach

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 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)

Dream I was by you and you had to go somewhere. Anyway I was laying in your chair sleeping when I fell asleep then this woman vere wife Desiree from church came and took the grapes out of my hand. She said I fell asleep with them and she didn't want them to mess up the place. Next Desiree Henisha and i were in the bed ( it seems Desiree was your cleaner or something) when it started raining. Desiree jumped up i said wait Sean didn't just fix the roof something not right. Desiree got up and say she can't stay there. But curious Henisha want to know why your roof leaking so she climb up. Then the roof started to move up like it is going to fall in. So I said no man and start look through a little part that open up then I saw a soft piece of board like card board then something else then a glass windows. Then I said Sean really understand what is in his roof? Then you brought jezzy to me and I took her outside and wash her feet. Then she started to laugh and move around. When we came inside you had a black label in your hand. I said yes sir somebody going get their groove on. Next I am by a grafted mango tree just as I am about to go a whole line of people come and they said I had to get a plastic bag first. A girl put a bag in my hand and just as I was about to take the mango someone took it but then I felt the bag heavy when I look the mango was in the bag I smiled then I heard you will always have someone watching your back

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