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Driving up a very steep hill The road I was driving on was closed so my only other option was to go another route that entailed driving up a very steep (nearly vertical!) hill. At first I was worried that I wouldn't make it but decided to go for it and gunned it up the hill. I went as far as I could go when out of no where it seemed like my car just stopped. It then proceeded to gently roll down the hill. I wasn't hurt at all and I didn't crash violently I just stopped and slid down. So I decided to take my snowshoes out from the trunk and started to snow shoe around it towards my destination. At this point there was a random guy in my dream. I did not know him but he seemed to have a good sense of humor about not being able to get over the steep hill. So we started the journey snowshoeing together. Any thoughts/ideas/interpretations about this dream? Thanks.

Agents,mafia,gangsters, or somebody is Trying to kill me. they are chasing me endlessly and I narrowly escape every time. I don't know who and why but they try really hard and always eventually find me. people I know help me, I feel like I know them and I don't want them to get hurt from collateral effects. A skinny black guy. Felt Somalian in a grey hat and grey shorts. Keeps asking me if I am me I say no because I know he's going to kill me if I say yes and also asks something like if I'm the guy who shot myself or someone to make sure I'm the guy he's looking for 100% (To the right is traffic lights. Left is barron field.) if I'm the guy who shot my self? A white Cadillac Escalade pickup truck sees me during this conversation and I know there trying to kill me. I fake them out n escape by running. He finds me in the hotel room with people I know. They are having a good time until I see the assassins shoes at the door. Its the somolian assassin. He alone at the door but I feel like he has lots of people. So I jump through the window its a one floor hotel. Try to call 911 but I hit 922 or something. Then the guy picks up and is an idiot. And I try to explain I'm in arizona?(I live in toronto but I think the dream is in arizona?) the grey hat and short skinny Somalian assassin came around the back and found me. He had a sharp shiny large knife. He tried to stab me a couple of times but I dodged it. Not sure if he got me a little bit with the knife or not but I barely dodge it. But I overpower him and have him in the full mount. And I'm about to slit his throat and he changed to my cat (I treat my cat as a son.) as I was killing him. I cried while I sawed my cats throat killing him. while I'm sawing his throat which takes a while I loook at a clock, Then it jumps forward and felt like time was up. It felt confusing and I new it didn't make sense. I hid in the far backyard by the fence. Behind a lil hill dirt pile until I seen help looking for me. I asked for tony soprano cuz I was scared and hed protect me and some people helping pointed him out he was in boxers and a white undershirt with his head in his hands sitting and looked like a wreck mentally. Then I said wait I'm dreaming and woke up.

A family of flying people- they all have huge bird wings. Beautiful. There is a mom, a dad, two sons and a daughter who is in the middle. One son is very sporty kind the perfect man. The other is awkward and goth he isn't close to his family. I am the goth one in the dream. I fly the fastest and usually really far ahead while my parents fly together and my brother and sister goof (we are about 17). As in good I mean play wrestle in the sky- we get to a rocky barren palace with sharp daggers up and down- purple black jags and men try to hunt us down! It is scary! We have to climb and try to fly! U can't just fly away your wings have to work!

In my dream, I was with a group of peers in some sort of regular building. At one point, I walked into a room and one of our superiors had a boy I had worked with tied up. The superior person threw darts at me to prevent me from saving this boy. At this point, I was able to escape but then realized I was also able to become an owl. I would flap my arms and concentrate very hard, I would then begin to feel my fingers become feathers and then would be able to take flight. Next thing I know, my group of peers and I are walking outside in the snow to escape our superiors who are after us. The area we are walking down in like a large ski run with trees far off on the sides, higher up. I try to teach the group how to become owls so that we can escape faster, but it they have trouble so we must continue on foot while trying to learn. At some points, I can see the superiors watching us from the tree line. At one point they come down to attack, to defend the group, I jump ahead and give a loud roar. This roar begins to sound anamalistic, at first I believe I am turning into a wolf but the roar then becomes more like a lion. This scars away the group of superiors for the time being. The rest of the dream is hard to remember but there are quite a few more times where I become an owl and at one moment I switch to a dove believing that this would give me a better advantage to get away from the superiors chasing us.

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