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In a function type room with pews, you sat up the front which looked like the front of a ship. Alex and Rory were there. They were saying goodbye to you as you were going on an adventure. The people sitting in pews looked like a congregation, cheering and crying for you. Rory sat in front of you and was opening an ice cream packet, you opened one and gave it to him and he did the same. It wasn't ice cream, they were fish on a stick, covered in chocolate. You and Rory hugged and then you had a gold knuckle sign that said BAD MOTHER pointed straight at me, you were laughing and didn't look at me at all. My sisters Tanya and Rachael were there. Tanya wanted to be seen so she grabbed a large white box and stood on a woman's head, then the box so she could feel seen. I climbed up the pew a bit, stretching my arms out to feel free. I felt sad. All the books were dropped all over the floor and I walked away. Jemma met me at the door and we gave each other a hug and I told her I loved her. Then she said she had never loved anyone properly her whole life. I felt said and glassy eyed again and said "I have" and started walking. We then stopped and I started to cry. "I would travel around the world twice, just to find him" I said. Two hands swept over my eyes, but just before that happened I saw Jemma smile at something behind her. The hands felt large and so did the frame standing behind me. I knew it was him, I know his hands and the feel of them on my skin. Heart pounding, I slowly turned around... Then I woke up.

In the midst of my sleep did I dream in my dream when my spiritual father (Overall Pastor) had woken up at sunrise to make some juice drink for his child from outside the main house. In the process of this careful preparation, the juice concentrate spilt off to the ground in the presence of this watchful toddler. The child responded with loud cries and in his response to sooth these tears stood firm and made biblical utterances with a sorrowful, humble and broken heart unto what had transpired with a melody of closely knit Psalms out of his mouth which were not only sweet to wipe clean the tears of the toddle but were also enlightening to filling up with smiles the old lady that was sitting afar off watching steadily. When the pastor did realize such great silence, he all of a sudden stopped speaking and no sooner had he stopped than loud cries from another child were heard, sobbing too loud to reach the attention of his own father. Since the father (Pastor) was overseeing this other toddler, he sent me to find out and see what was the other son was crying for. When the child saw me coming, the loud cries subsided and got hold of my hand to lead me to the place that had caused him great trouble. He intimated unto me that the builders were resisting him to make his contribution to the work of his father yet he had provided materials (there was a particular extension that was being made to a particular building which was at most like a church building). When I did come closer to see what work he had done, he had orderly placed sticks/wood horizontally in the excavated foundation to act as iron bars and this is when I woke up from my sleep.

I was in a bowling alley/ bar type place and there were many people there. There was a guy sitting at the counter and another sketchy looking guy comes up, pulls out a chapstick and pretends to put it on and says , “Nah, just kidding.” Pulls out a knife and starts stabbing the guy at the counter. When he's done he starts coming after me and the next thing i know i have the knife and i'm running away from him. After that I am walking around a city with some friends and go into a gas station.

I was dreaming that my brother had an heart attack, I was entering the room and he was sitting in n chair , his back to me, there was some-one attending to him, could not see the face. I saw his head fell to the left and as I ran to him and asked what was going on, this man disappeared saying he was going to call a doctor. But my brother was full of tubes, and I started to press with something that looks likes a stethoscope but bigger on his chest to get him to breath. But there was a tube over his stomach and I realized no blood was going through, I could see him looking at me, but his tongue was sticking out as if he wanted to say something and I just kept on pressing this thing on his chest and saying, no, no, please don't. And I realized Ive lost him and woke up. Please interpret for me. Thank you. Rina He was fully clothed.

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