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1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

I dreamed that I was at a funeral which was taking place at the church I attended growing up. For some reason, it felt like there was a connection to ovarian cancer, which did not surprise me as my mother had died of ovarian cancer 7 years ago. The odd thing about this dream is that sitting directly across from me in the dream was a man and two young girls. The man was a guy I dated in high school and went to my senior prom with. We didn't go to the same church growing up; we weren't even the same religion. I was raised Lutheran and he was Catholic. I have not seen or heard from or about this old boyfriend since maybe the late 1970's. The last I knew, he was going to college to be an accountant. (This is where everyone usually laughs, but wait....) This dream was so vivid. It stuck with me throughout my day, in fact several teachers at the school where I volunteer asked me if I was ok....I just seemed very preoccupied. I was so bothered by it, that when I got home, I did a google search using his name and profession (CPA), and it was the very first item that came up that has made this dream somewhat freakish. The item was an obituary....for a woman....the wife of my old boyfriend ....she had died 2 weeks earlier....of ovarian cancer....and they had two young daughters. Mind you, we don't live in the same state, in fact our lives took us in different directions. I married someone who was in the military and spent 20+ years as a military wife. We moved 15 times in that 20 years. Other than having dated this guy in high school and having lived in the same town at one time, I had no contact with nor did I hear anything about him or his life since the late 70's.

Last night I had a horrible dream that my friend committed a spree killing. It started in the living room of the apartment myself, him and six other friends live in. Myself and the three girls were relaxing in there when he came in and was very concerned with making sure that we weren't going to a local nightclub which we all like that night. He didn't say why but we agreed that we probably wouldn't. Skip ahead to later that evening when a group of other mutual friends were also in the room, but got up and left for the club. My male friend had no problem with letting them leave despite knowing what would happen. He left shortly after. Once he left somehow us girl knew he was planning to shoot people in the club later and were very careful to speak in whispers about it as we didn't want him to know we knew. I tried to call the police but every time I entered the number it rang somewhere else so eventually I had to give up and decided to go to the club to get help by myself as the others were too nervous. On the way there I came upon a small girl of about 10 who I knew was going to the club also. I tried to convince her not to go but she wouldn't listen to me and left anyway. I arrived at the club and there were people dancing as well as long aisles like in a Grocery Store. I saw the small girl again and tried to convince her to leave when I realized she was actually an accomplice of my friend in disguise. At that point my friend started shooting people but was surprised and upset to see I had come, and did not shoot me with the rest. I knew the mutual friends (who I am much closer to than him) must have been killed although I did not see it. There was blood and screaming people everywhere and I tried to stop him with a gun I found but each time I missed the shot. After he was done he was angry with me for finding out and I tried to run home but both him and his accomplice tried to chase me. When I reached home nobody was there and I tried to disguise myself as an animal (not sure where on earth this came from). My friend came in and didn't recognize me and told his accomplice he was angry I had seen it but that he had done it all for me and now that he was finished he was going to make sure I got pregnant. I tried to leave but he noticed the animal I was disguised as... and that's when I woke up. I'm really confused about what this might mean. It was really disturbing and a relief to finally wake up from it. I'm also 100% sure in real life there are no romantic feelings by either of us towards the other and he has never been physically violent to anybody.

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I'm an apartment, DF's apartment, my recent stepfather. This is nothing like his actual house however, though I wasn't thinking like that at the time. The colors of the house are pale, boring, light grey, white, and a shade of tan that barely makes it any brighter. Directly to my left is a large, hardwood table, seen through a pale lens of colorlessness. Farther forward of that it a kitchen, with marble tops and light grey counters, still no contrast or brightness. To my right, and slightly forward is a living room. The wraparound couch is pale tan, badly accentuated with white and light grey pillows. I take a few steps into the living room, and soft plush meets my toes. Looking down, there is light grey fluffy carpet in between my feet. A foggy glass sliding door at the end of the living room. I sense rather than feel the other people in the house. DF, my stepdad, MOM, my mother (Who else?), and my stepbrother, CC. The rest of my immediate family is nowhere to be found, but my thoughts barely brush upon this subject without any feeling of alarm or surprise. Scene change. I'm outside. The sky is a bright blue and the grass is so light it almost looks like frosting. The fence is a wooden color, pale by any normal standards, but neon in comparison to the inside of this house. Our house/apartment rests on the side of a hill, and I see thousands more of the houses spread around us. The hill is alarming steep. A fence surrounds our house except for a small break in the back right corner. Accompanied by neighborhood kids and my brother, CC, I run towards the exit, looking for something adventurous. The rest is a joyful and exciting blur of running around the hillside, and finding an odd stairway that circles downwards. The end of the 'hill' is actually a small hang over, and the staircase is a circular structure leading to a raised concrete wall with a little over a foot of space under it. I remember running down these stairs, feet hitting it and making a loud ringing sound due to the metal structure, even with the actual steps being made of concrete. I remember worming under the wall with someone, hiding and trying to muffle my laughter and quick breathing. Later, I return home, the night sky looking purple, with amazing white lights of a variety of sizes glinting down on use like a cartoon sky. Scene change. I'm farther into the living room now, and it's later in the day, according to the sunlight streaming through the glass door. No one is here with me anymore, except KC sitting on the pale couch. She's doing something. It feels like she's watching a movie or playing a game, but I can't see what she's watching or playing. Odd. I ask her where my phone is, and she turns her head to me quickly before turning it back, light hair flying wildly, emphasizing her youth. She directs me to the kitchen, but doesn't know for sure. I walk into the kitchen, The floor is a pale marbled tile, pale cabinets with stone tops. Every piece of kitchenware is hidden from sight, very unusual for our house. You would see a cast iron tool at the very least sitting on the stove, but none of the usual tools are sitting on the counters. I look around me, not seeing it on the gleaming counter tops. Somehow I determine that the last place I had it was outside. I head out with a cell phone, calling my own phone. I kneel down to use gravity to my advantage, sliding down the steep hill speedily, heading towards the stairway. I run down the stairs in a similar manner that I did the night before, but stop halfway, looking down at the dirty patch of grass on the other side of the wall. I don't see a ringing phone, and am about to leave, but I do see something. A black flip phone with an orange back sits there open. I get halfway through a thought, "MY PHONE IS PURPLE, THAT'S NOT---" but the dream takes over, and I can feel half of myself getting excited and running for the phone. I crawl under the wall, my small chest rubbing on the concrete floor and my back rubbing on the thick wall above me. Anxiously, i hurry over to the other side and pick up the phone, still on my stomach. It's not ringing, and the thought finally gets through to me that that was never my phone to begin with. Suddenly, I'm aware of something vibrating in my hand. I look down to the hand that was holding the phone I was calling myself with. Amazingly, I was holding my familiar purple phone.

Its starts in a place that has so many long tables and each table are people that I have met some point in my life, some of them know each other and some don't but they happen to be in the same table and they act like they know each other when I am around. The place was like a huge five star restaurant everything was bright with lights and big jewels,diamonds and mirror like glass. It was like a party in heaven everything is beautiful. There was also an opening where it leads to a theme park probably the most fun and beautiful theme park I've seen but I never went out the place is like a big round restaurant with pillars to support the building it self. But I though my main purpose there was to have a great time with people I've met in my life and to talk to the girl that I really loved. So I searched the whole place I went to different tables saw different people I know/knew and all happen to be around the same age as me or same generation. When I saw the girl I loved she was with her ex boyfriend , I do not know why because they already broke up a long time ago and she seemed happy, I was a little heart broken that I haven't be to say my feelings to her so I just went by their table which is also accompanied by people I know/knew without saying a word and ended up on a table where I think was my table and I am accompanied by what I considered at my Best friends and almost all of them are in different points of my life too. We where happy and just messed around with each other. A few days later I dreamed of this dream again it was very similar and that time I know where my table is unlike the last dream where I was just roaming around but before I got to my table I still tried to look for that girl and the same thing happened I saw her with ex boyfriend in a table and again I don't say a word and just walked by it ending up to my table

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