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You entered: I'm watching the tv show "Married with Children". A large group walks in wearing black robes, almost as if they were a cult. They lay down in rows, formation-like, some napping and some awake. I leave the room and that there are two rooms of this formation going on. Before I go to lay down in my bed a girl calls my attention. She appears to be of Latin descent. I climb up to meet her, but I pass someone first. While the Latin girl and I talk we notice another has changed the sheets and covers of her bed to a pink and purple shade. She also equips her own ladder. It's a bunk bed.

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.

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!

I dreamed I was in a neighborhod store, as I passed and aisle, I looked up, and there were stacks of money on the very top shelf. I made a white lady aware of the money. Just at at that money a manager came around. I showed him the money, he left to get a bag to put it in. I ask the lady to remain with me until he came back. My question to him was"who would leave such a large amount on a shelf? I am not sure, but at some point I though I saw a bunch of keys too.

In the dream I am older in my 30s maybe. I have arrived at what is kind of like my current family home after like rehab or something. And have this large family that have all come round, as well as my children(I don't have any children) and spend time with them and am really happy. Then my ex turns up and I leave. Then when I come back I talk with her and we try to get on and there is still something there but there isn't as well. (None of the people in this resemble any from my life)

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