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A couple of weeks ago I had started speaking to a friend and we got closer and closer and before I knew it we were seeing each other, a couple of days later she suddenly went 'off' and stopped speaking to me and I have no idea how she feels and where I stand. Last night I had dreamed I was with her and we were jokingly arguing about how she went off with me but I am happy we were speaking and seeing each other. In the dream I also got close to her and embraced her and I touched her neck (not violently) to feel her touch. I don't understand what this means?

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I was in mr.bennet and shirley Bennett house .but mrs Bennett is deceased but she was talking to me.they was getting. ready to go out somewhere i was overthere talking to some children there at the house.there were two boys a.and a older young lady.mr.Bennett. ask me to take hid truck somewhere. So l said ok.so mr.Bennett and his wife left in a white and. Burgundy Cadillac .then all of a sudden the children began to argue and fuss about something so i said. to them to stop it. the young lady began to say some unkind words to me so i was talking to her back all of s sudden she acted as if she wad demonic .so i began to speak to that spirit and cast it out and she.became very emotional crying and said i am sorry.

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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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In my dream I was seeting in a public place with my mother as I was looking around I sore a big bird in the roof of the house oposite me I started thinking if I wistle to this bird will he come closer to me? Then I deside to try I wistle bringing my hands out as if I have some food in my hand and the bird fly down close to me and try to eat the food in my hand and I was turching the birds body but the bird did not see any food in my hand so he flew as he try to fly he was weak is like he speak out to me saying he was weak or I was thinking he was because he is hungry I can't remember. I and my mother rush this bird to the kichen and we both chew dry corn and was about to give it to the bird then I woke up.

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