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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.

Hi I had this dream, if anyone can help me piece it together that would be great. I thought it was pretty interesting but I don't know if it is good or bad. So I was at my old University and I went to go see a play by Aeschylus, the Greek tragedian. There wa this huge amphitheater on my campus like the real Greek ruins in Greece (not really a part of my school's campus). I was with a friend, a very brainy now-PhD candidate and we were heading towards our seats but she said no, your ticket is BBB you sit over there. So I take my ticket in seat BBB and go to try to find my seat. I look everywhere and can't find it. Meanwhile I see that my friend is in the front row. I look all over to the point where I accidentally walk across stage. I realize my blunder and sheepishly walk off, some of the actors back stage were laughing at me. So I slink into this empty seat in section "I" seat "17". It's a little higher than the other seats but I think, oh this suits me. So I sit but I realize that I can hardly see the play when it starts, If anyone has any guesses as to what it means I'd appreciate the help. I just thought it was so weird that I remembered the numbers so clearly.

I was with a girl, Denise. She lives in Canada, and she came to my house in my dream and it took me by complete suprise. We had fun playing video games, we went for a walk, and we ate a bunch of food together and laughed. We played scrabble together and she kept saying that the words I where putting down weren't real words and we thought that it was hysterical. But when I turned away from her to get something, I turned back and she was gone. I panicked and I cried and I searched everywhere for her and then she came down the stairs behind me and a little distant voice said that she was just off to take her medication, but I never once turned around to see her on the stairs, I just knew she was there, but I didn't see her.

The first thing I remember was being at home, getting ready for a dance. I got a dress shirt and suit. My dad drove me to my friend courtney's house, where me and a bunch of friends were meeting before the dance. I was inside, and I realized I had forgotten my tie. I asked my friend Thomas if he could drive me home so I could grab it. Courtney's dad told me not to bother, its not important. But I was self conscious so I still wanted to go home and grab my tie. Somebody asked me why I was here. Courtney must have heard, so she read the invitation letter out loud. It was a list of around fifteen people who had been invited, and at the end it said "and Andrew if he wants to come" (my name is Andrew) than she gave me a nervous smile, and I turned back to Thomas. I was annoyed that she had singled me out on the list, instead of just putting me with the other names. He agreed to drive me home, and we ended up at a tailgate. My friend Joe was there also, and we went around exploring at a fair for a bit, and bought some cinnamon covered pretzels that had way to much cinnamon, that kept going everywhere. We ended up back at Courtney's house, but I still didn't have my tie or my suit jacket, and I was really worried about it. We all were then outside a different house, and we went inside. we took an elevator down, the house was underground, so when we went back ouside we were inside a cavern. I was with a couple friends and my brother who all had random objects to defend themselves with. I lost a shield I had been using. I saw Courtney around the corner, so I asked my brother if I could borrow the guitar he was holding. He was annoyed so I took it from him. I went up to Courtney, who had claws for hands and was trying to kill me. I was holding her back with the guitar, and all I wanted to do was talk to her and apologize, and make everything right. She just laughed, and impaled me. I woke up.

Last night I had a dream that I was in a room like a theater auditorium with other people, I know I knew them but don't know who they are. We are all supposed to be sleeping on the floor. There are white tarps/blankets everywhere. I look up to see large brown and black striped spiders coming down from the ceiling. I'm trying to alert everyone but no one hears me. I begin to try and swat the spiders away but they just sway in the air, still coming down. So realistic!

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