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People: Khadijah, Rich, Sean, Cinnamon, Pastor, Grandmother, my kids It was like a concert or a play. We were trying to see for some reason the security staff was rather rude to us. We tried moving to another seat but they were not happy about us moving. Then the scene moved to a long table with Pastor talking. The table contained stuff / food on it. It was 3 peopel at the table. Then Pastor turned it over to 1 person to speak. Then his wife got up and spoke and said that we hope that you enjoy what we bought. I was so irritated because nobody could get to the food on the table. They would not move. Then I saw my grandmother and I felt peace. She did not say anything she was just there. I felt peace and nothing else

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I was standing at a little boy's bedside. He was fast asleep and I could instantly feel a connection between us. However, I could not see his face. The room lolled like my former friend's room, but the exit was different. It was peaceful for only a moment when a monster suddenly appeared and tried to harm the little boy. I immediately switched into attack mode a chased away the monster. As I go back to the boy, it comes back. This cycle happened several times before I was exhaughsted. And just as I think the monster gave up, it came after me! I tried my hardest to make it leave, but by that time, I was too weak and tired to fight back. And soon enough, the monster caught an killed me.

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I was at my brothers house, it was me, my older brother, and his friend tony. Tony is married (In reality, he’s married and me and him, pre coming out, had a thing.) But, In my dream, me and tony had maybe moved past (what we had already done in the physical reality… Had sex. blah blah blah) Anyway, Me and tony separated from each other, to meet at a specific location. So I had my brother fly me in a paper plane, over to this location that me and tony decided that we would meet. Me and tony met on the train. Though the front car was full, there were tons of other spots to sit on the cars behind….But we chose two seats, in which we cuddled. What happened? I got comfortable with him. I felt at peace being in his arms. Then his wife comes on the train, looking for both of us. She’s raging angry, but it’s almost as if we’re invisible. Because she passes by us, raging. I’m panicking and Tony is just sitting there. While he’s sitting there he’s taking pain killers and both of us are kind of numb. The train stops at an unknown station and instead of everyone walking out, they disappear. Now it’s just me, tony and the train conductor wearing a mask that covers his face. The conductor looks at me and hands me a knife. I start curing my hand and arm open, letting the blood drip out as tony still looks numb. I cry, wondering why he hasn’t helped me. A minute later, I’m healed… but me and tony are standing on opposite sides of the train station. I’m crying, looking at tony. I want him to come to my side. The conductor just holds me, while tony fades away.

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THE BEAR EAT THE PICKEL THAT WAS PINK AND YELLOW AND THEN A GIANT FIRE ERUPTED FROM A SILENT PIT THAT WAS MARRON AND ORANGE THEN A HIPPY CAME AND SAID PEACE OUT AND DIED FROM A CARROT THAT WAS WHITE AND MOLDY THEN A HUGE CAT THAT HAD BLUE AND RED SPOTS CAME UP AND SAT ON A HUGE DOG WITH GREEN AND NEON PINT STRIPES THEN THEY STARTED TO KISS EACH OTHER AND THEN TOOK A NAP IN SPACE AND THEN PULUMETED TO RUSSIA WHER THE HUGE CAT AND DOG ME A SMALL ELEPHANT NAMED GEORGE AND THEY ALL HAD A PARTY AND LIVED FOREVER

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I was traveling through the Middle East, a rare sight of a woman alone with her children. Everywhere we went, small children with large, dark, haunted eyes would watch my son and daughter as they laughed easily, teased each other and tried to talk to one another in Arabic from a small red phrasebook. One day we sat on a hot, dusty, crowded train. As the vista flashed by outside the window, a young boy, close to the same age as my son, sat across from us with his father. He watched quietly, seriously, as my children giggled, poked at one another and pointed out goats, mountains and beautiful rolling dunes awash in browns, soft pinks and ochers. My daughter turned to the boy and spoke a short phrase to him - "Hello; how are you?" - and suddenly he smiled, huge brown eyes lighting up and his face transformed into that of a beautiful and carefree young man. He began to answer when his father, eyes flashing, gave him a sharp reprimand in the universal language that every parent understands, the tone conveying words I understood in a language I could not. The boy cast his eyes downward. I looked at the man and attempted his language. "I'm sorry and it is not my business yet...why is it not alright for our children to speak with one another?" He looked at me and, with a small sigh, said "Our children are not the same." I said, "We are not wealthy people; you have no reason to dislike us." He barked a short laugh and said, "You, wealthy? You have riches. We -" he pointed at his breast, "we have wealth. We have the wealth that comes from true knowledge of our Creator, of our thousands of years of history, of our struggles. Of our losses. Of our families, of our heritage, of our culture. Your children have riches. Riches of the promise of a future. My son has wealth. But the promise of a future...?" He raised his arms heavenward in a fatalistic gesture and slowly turned his head to look out the window of the train. His proud face looked resigned yet strangely at peace. I woke up with tears running down my face.

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The dream that I want to analyze is the dream that I had when I was about 5 years old. It is a dream that I have never forgotten. In my dream it is the end of the world and it is raining fireballs. I am still only 5 in my dream and I am running through a city with other people looking for shelter from the fireballs. A group of about 20 of us find a beautiful church in the middle of the city and decide to seek shelter there. When we do get inside the church, it is quiet and peaceful as if nothing was happening outside. At the altar of the church is a coffin and slowly all of us walk towards it. As we approach the coffin everyone begins to stop and I find myself walking up to it alone. I turn around and look at everyone, and I can see fear in there eyes. I am full of curiosity, and I turn around and walk up to the coffin and open it up. And in an instant an Angel flies up to the ceiling of the church and stretches his wings and looks down upon us. He is beautiful and glowing in this beautiful white light. He speaks to me without opening his mouth and tells me that everything will be okay. And I believe him. There is more to the dream but for the sake of the assignment I will end it here.

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I dream I saw a hold that was being dogged by some body, and down in the hold I saw some coins, I think they wear fifty cent peace (half dollar) or sliver dollar coins peace, the one that have the lady on it. it was two of them and one sliver dollar rap in purple paper. I jump down in the hold to get them and on the other side of the hold to my left wear like a pour of dirt where things wear sticking out and I start digging it out and there was a large amount of money, twenties and hundreds of dollar bills that I start putting in my pocket. there was other valuables goods also. can you help me out with this dream

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