I dream I saw black angels turning to gold angels flying up in the sky. I said Lord have your way. I saw the gold circle in the sky close. Standing on the ground hot ashes was in front of me and water come from behind me. December 21, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
I sow an angel with red hair talking to me and telling me my future January 20, 2014 > Read Dream Analysis
I was hunting a female killer. We were supposed to take a picture of her. When we finally got one, my members ran away from me and I was left to fight with her alone. I put her in cold water. Suddenly, the angel of death appeared. He said "It is your time." I pointed to me skeptically asking if it was my time. "No." he said. "Hers." He pointed to the killer. "No!" The killer screamed. She was just a ghost now. Agitated, she ran away. Forever she will roam the lands without anyone seeing her or her bringing any more deaths. December 29, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
My friend who was my brother died and came back to life as my boyfriend and told me he had to go and disappeared into an angel December 23, 2013 > Read Dream Analysis
I walked into H’s classroom. I was wearing jeans, and a black sweater with a zip at the top. I walked across the front of the room and then to the back right corner. I thought I saw an open seat near Pig, but as I drew nearer I noticed an article of clothing on that seat. It was taken. I then went over to the back left corner of the room, and there I found a seat. It was near Bottle Cap Guy. I talked to him a bit, but about what I can’t recall. I had a black binder on the floor. Pig sat on that binder. I said timidly, "Pig, you're sitting on my binder. That's not good." I asked her to get off it. She obliged. Later, I left the room and headed down the hall to where the stairs are – the ones that lead down to the woodshop hall. They were much larger than they are in real life, and slightly curved. Pig was coming up those stairs toward me, holding a baby. The baby looked...pristine? Pig didn't pay me much attention as she passed. After Pig, I then had to wait for a class of little kids as they made their way up the middle of the stairs. There was another class waiting to go up, but I set off down the stairs before they started up. As I went down, I saw an old man struggling mightily along the rails to get up the stairs, about 10-15 steps from the top. I debated whether I should help him, and decided he would be fine, so I continued on. There was a teacher at the bottom next to the kids, looking at me strangely. Judging me, perhaps. At the bottom of the stairs, I found myself in a sort of "Dream" Vegas. I had a sunken feeling. I was so far from getting there, and it really sunk in then. I felt depressed as I meandered around this basement casino. I thought of what it would be like to do an interview about poker. "We" was a word I imagined using in the interview...Referring to "we poker players", probably. I thought about speaking strongly rather than timidly – of being a strong character rather than a weak and pathetic one. January 22, 2014 > Read Dream Analysis
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