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I was going on a journey; to where I don’t know, and found myself at the airport. Just before I presented myself to the check-in desk I felt an annoying lump on the bridge my nose; slightly to the left hand side... like a plook. So I trudged off to the nearest mirror for a look, and discovered the shocking truth. This was no pimple, zit, spot or suppuration of pus that had grown like a mountain to the surface of my skin. Nor was this a teenage bout of acne waiting to be compressed between my pinched thumb and forefinger, exuding a lava that resembled the contents of a squeezy bottle of mustard. But what was it? I had to look closer..... A miniature flower had taken root and bloomed through the surface of my earthly pore. Like a daisy gently bristling in a grassy meddow, the pollen scented aroma of summer surrounded by silken petals bloomed in colour and vibrancy. I began to pick off the petals one by one only to find hidden under each an angry wasp buzzing with rage and torment, including the Queen who sat under the petal at the top of the flower pointing north at 12 o’clock. For fear of being stung I couldn’t touch anymore and had to leave any future ‘weeding’ until after my flight. As my flight landed I found myself in Windsor and a new job. I was working for another Queen, this time Elisabeth I of Scotland and II of England. My job was to help with the smooth running of the upcoming Royal Wedding of Harry and Meghan. The job didn’t last and I soon found myself unemployed. Handing back in my Royal page-boy type uniform, consisting of plus fours, white tights, buckled shoes and a thrilly laced shirt, I returned to Mexico. Dejected, starving and struggling for cash I decided, upon advice from a friend, to become self-employed and was soon earning a pittance gift wrapping souvenirs purchased by tourists for their loved ones at home. It wasn’t enough though and my meagre earnings barely stretched to buying a plate of taco soup, rice and beans. But In a weird twist of fate my dream morphed into a strange success story – like the American dream I tweaked my business and moved it lock, stock and two smoking barrels to a gay nightclub. I was now offering a naked gift wrapping service and was rolling in the money.

Living in the mid-western USA at the time of my dream: I was walking down a gravel road which was heavily foliated on each side of it. I knew from the foliage that I was in the southern USA. Came upon a cleared lot on the left side of the road that was marked out by wooden survey stakes with orange tape flags. There was a one-story wine red house one lot further along beside it. My attention was drawn to the stake nearest me at the front left corner of the lot. As I was looking at it, I suddenly started rising up in the air. As i did, I realized that a ridge ran along the back of the property. As I cleared the ridge-line, I could see a newsh concrete block/precast elementary or middle school on the other side of it. A playground with heavy timber playground equipment was between the school and the ridge on their side. The dream jumped and I found myself standing on a sidewalk, looking out on a four-lane divided highway with a grass median. I realized there was an older red brick building immediately behind me and I turned and went up a step or two and entered it. I had the sense that it was maybe a hardware store, Don't remember doing anything while in it, or having any further sense about it. I left through the front door I had entered. As I walked back outside I realized someone was standing on the sidewalk up against the building to the right of the doorway. I looked to the left and saw the beginning edge of a town. I turned to the person standing there and realized I couldn't see their face. I asked them what town it was. They replied, "Oak Ridge". I realized it was an angel of God. I woke up. This dream happened suddenly, like a download. Amazing clarity, colors and details. Understood it was Oak Ridge, TN.

I was at a cousins house on vacation. A person I know from work was there and suddenly stood up and faceplanted in to the wall. She started bleeding everywhere and was unconscious. We started CPR on her and she looked like she was near death. We brought her back but she said she wanted to go. We kept yelling at her to stay with us while we waited for help. Then I was in a guest bedroom and saw a figure in the closet. I turned on a light and it was a male mannequin dressed in a suit.

I was at school and met a girl i knew that i like a lot. She told me to meet her at 1:30 near the water fountain. I went to work and left my bag at the house then went to meet her. My friend and his girlfriend were there and i was happy to see them. Then i went back to work to get my bag and all the houses were on fire in a a row. The painter in the basement was still painting and the home owners didnt care that the house was on fire. I got my bag and ran away fast.

It felt like a few years had passed in the dream. We were heading our way to a sort of construction site. Again none of this will make any full sense. It was a dream. It seems as thought we hadn't seen each other in a long span of time. I didn't mind helping you out or being part of the ride. Various topics were discussed. I was there to help you move what looked like bookshelves at this site because you already had a plan in mind. So, for whatever reason, seeing I had my phone (I recognized the lockscreen's photo) I placed it unlocked on what looked like a nearby dresser; essentially freeing my hands completely to move the empty furniture. We were kicking ass until -maybe- the second shelf. Trying to see the environment around me, there was a small puddle to my left. Yet as I had missed my step, you reminded me to be careful "Don't do anything stupid." Well that advice you gave didn't last long as I had slipped into the now what seemingly transformed into a lake and I was pulled under. You reacted with haste, jumping right in. All I could think of during that process was "Really? Again with this?" My leg was trapped. You somehow got it free and pulled me to the surface. I could see myself laying there for a moment You said one word. "Yuki" Like it was perhaps a name or something you called me? My only thought I had was that it was Japanese. Nothing else was really said. I got to my feet and I grabbed my phone.

Driving an all terrain vehicle with my two dogs. There had been a recent heavy rain and trees were down, there were mudslides and rock slides. It was in spring, and the trees had new leaves. Water was dripping everywhere. I stopped at a crossroads, near a tiny store. My dogs jumped out with me and began to wander around. A truck stopped, and two redneck men got out. One man took a shovel and violently beat my gentle little dog to death. I ran to my dog but I knew I was too late.

My mom, my sister, and I would take a trip up to some cabin onto of a hill surrounded by forest. Us three would get settled into the cabin and then my mom would tell me to go out and grab some firewood. Every time on the way back to the cabin I would see one wolf coming up through the driveway growling at me and then all of the sudden I would be surrounded by a bunch of wolves with no way out. Then my dad comes barreling down the driveway and to the cabin to save the day. Everytime he takes my place and somehow I am able to get away from the wolves. The first time I had the dream my dad shot all of the wolves and we were safe. The second time he didn’t shoot them, but was somehow able to scare them all away. And the last time I had the dream, my dad sent my sister and I to the nearby village, but when we were finally able to get help and get back my dad was dead. I haven’t had the dream since.

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