Dream: I was in the alley between 16th & 17th Sts. There was an explosion of buildings on the east side of 17th St. I went down there to look at the damage. It was devastating. My little daughter was ahead of me wanting to take a souvenier. She looked and looked at all the precious things left behind, including the toys, but took nothing.
At first I saw no bodies or people, but then I spotted an old, old woman seated in a throne-like chair. I went up to her, took her frail hand as she looked over the destruction of her home. I said to her, “I’m sorry.”
My daughter and I left and went back to my 16th St. house. From that vantage point I saw a huge moon coming up in the north with a figure like Superman flying across it. Then against the screen of the northern sky, I saw the faces of past American Heroes, blending from one face to another, the faces of past presidents, the last one being Kennedy, but even that one blended into a young unknown face. He was definitely American.
After I woke up, I was thinking the last Hero was Michael Speicher, age 33 of the Saratoga Air Craft Carrier, based in Lakeland, FL. He was the first American shot down in the Gulf War.
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DREAM AND VISIONS – I was living in New Berlin, WI. It was the eve of my wedding. An old woman was complaining that Nitrites were getting into her drinking water. An expert said that it was leaking in through the basement walls. But, we had a man sealing the basement walls to prevent that from happening. (An article on nitrites in the drinking water was in the newspaper yesterday).
I went upstairs to the first floor. I saw a book titled “The death of the Two Truscan Babies”. Then I saw another one about the Russians. It said, “The Death of the 5 Twin Babies of the Kundalini”.
I was looking for a fur jacket to go over my wedding dress because it was winter. I had an embroidered flowered pillow case and I wanted to wash it all by itself to make sure it was pure white, but I tore out the embroidered picture because that was the only part I needed to wash.
Other women wanted to wash the baby clothes with it, but I said, “No! It has to be washed alone.”
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3-9-92 – DREAM – I was in New Berlin and we had a tester in the house and the potentiometer had gotten weak. There was one on sale at the drug store for $1.40 and Edward (my 2nd husband) volunteered to go get it. Somehow I became Edward and as I went north on Calhoun Rd. to National Ave., I saw a huge 3 masted blue boat going east along the road. Lining the road were tall poles with extensions on them with flags waving and it sounded like gunfire. (The name Edward means – EDWARD (m) “rich guard” or “blessed guard” from Old English ead “rich, blessed” and weard “guard”.)
The next thing I knew, I was laying alongside the road on National Ave. and the blue boat was east of Calhoun Rd. being accompanied by hundreds of men. I didn’t know how long I had been laying alongside the road or how I had gotten there, but I knew I had to get the potentiometer and get home.
There was an old woman who lived in a house where I was laying and she had a red blanket laying in a square covered up with plastic. I yanked the blanket out from under the plastic and rolled it up into a bedroll. She called the police to catch me, but I outsmarted them and headed cross fields instead of by road. I ran as fast as I could, going over, under, and through fences the best way I could. Every one of them had an electrified strand across the top, which was demonstrated by a dark haired woman who tested hers by spitting at it from yards away and delighting herself in her accuracy to see the spit fly up in a hissing stream when it hit the wire.
The cops were determined to catch me, but I eluded them and even when I crossed the roads between Racine Ave. and Calhoun Rd. they couldn’t catch me.
I was now Dolores again and I came to a finely plowed field just north of my house and met my neighbors from across the street.
I was using a ballpoint pen and writing my life story, using the rows of plants as lines like on a tablet. However, when I wanted to show my neighbors what I had written, it didn’t show up. We looked closer and saw that when the dew glistened in sparkling droplets on the lines of lettering in the new sunlight, we could make out the lines, but I knew I’d have to write it out in longhand on yellow legal paper and then type it up on the computer for anyone to be able to read it. I finally got home then and a friend had been kind enough to loan me a potentiometer for my tester and it was working fine again.
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10-18-97 – DREAM – I was asked to take care of a nasty old woman and a younger strange woman named Alice in the old woman’s home. They had plumbing and cleaning problems. While I was there a fat black woman came in and made disparaging remarks to me. The old woman who was nasty herself made a comment about the black woman and I told her that she didn’t really hear what she said, that it was done ‘tongue-in-cheek’ or a joking manner. I finally left them because it was such a nasty grey atmosphere there.
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12-19-97 – DREAM – I was having a dream-vision of words that could be used to explain a dream. I chose the word “DENIZEN” to explain the fact that my dreams come true and I could post them there. I wanted to tell Joe this but he was sleeping and I fell asleep again trying to send the word to his computer with my mind.
In the dream I was in school, idolizing the teacher and I didn’t even know his name. I would stare at him adoringly and I noticed he was doing the same back to me.
After class I as at home where I lived with some other people. I took a rectangular glass bowl and was filling it with water from a long black hose, stretching from the kitchen faucet to the diningroom. The two old women there marveled at what I was doing. I was going to use this small bowl for fish to swim in, yet I noticed I had a real fish tank standing there empty that was 4′ x 4′ x 4′ .
I kept thinking about my teacher and finally went to another class. He wrote his name on the board RICHARD RICHARDSON. (Means powerful ruler, son of powerful ruler) I was infatuated with him and I knew he was with me too. After class I desperately wanted to call him on the phone just to hear his voice but I didn’t know his number. He showed up at my house to visit and like magnets, we were drawn together.
We sat on the sofa side by side, his arm around me and I had my head on his shoulder. An older woman came into the room and started scolding the teacher in a political poem that rhymed and said it was a scandal that he was seen cozying up to Dolores in class.
I was absolutely tickled that others had noticed his attentions towards me because he treated me like I was 17 and that’s how he made me feel even though I was nearing the age of 60. He didn’t see me that way.
When the woman was done yelling at him, he got up and moved to a chair over to the side. He was wearing a brown suit and I noticed that his penis was sticking out of his pants and it was pure white on the end. I was either shocked and told him to stick it back in his pants to hide it.
He, for an instant morphed into a clown, dressed in a pink clown suit trimmed in blue and yellow and his penis was painted to match his clown suit and it looked really cute. I understood then why it was the color it was, that the clown was his real self and the brown suit was his physical realm disguise. He morphed back into the brown suit and I managed to get him to tuck his penis between his legs so the other women wouldn’t see it.
I desperately wanted his phone number and began asking him in a soft voice but he didn’t hear me, so I said it louder and louder until her heard me. But he lectured me then. He said, “You can call me between 3:30 p.m. and 4:30 p.m. or from 7 p.m. to 11p.m. but keep in mind that I have to teach my class and if I miss any time I have to pay THEM and it costs $1,075 a month.”
I wanted desperately to ask him to accompany me to visit a house I wanted to rent which was a place where I would live with an old woman in a huge square Victorian type house. I had seen the place once before but hadn’t given her any money to formally rent the place. I suddenly realized I had to move in 3 days and I had to be out of my current house by December 8th when my Lease ran out.
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12-20-97 – DREAM – I had another dream about a circle of messages. It had to do with birth and death of one species of birds and the cycles of life and the tree or vines it lived in. I knew in the dream that this referred to a previous dream, trying to explain it.
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At the end, an old woman called on the phone and said she still had a plant from 1933 that she would donate so we could compare the changes. I still felt confused as to how to set up the computer to do this, whether to set it up like a regular clock or like a ferris wheel.
I was shown a transparent screen then that showed a sprocketed chains on the back side of the screen that would click around. There were several of them. I was still confused and then I was shown that if you clicked in the center, you could get to any position on the wheel and from any point on the 12, 3, 6, 9 points you could click over to another wheel to experience another wheel as well. That made sense to me.
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12-24-97 – DREAM – Again I was in a city and walked to an outdoor restaurant where I met my friend Alice O. and another friend and my daughter for lunch. On the way there, a nasty old woman I knew from my apartment building told me I had a loose thread hanging from my lace blouse.
I thanked her for telling me and went on my way. We had a nice lunch, then when we left, I was going to pick up my dark blue car and drive my daughter somewhere. I began picking up things left behind by the others to take with me which included several pairs of white shoes in various sizes, and my sweater which was draped over the back of the chair.
I commented to the waitress, “You can tell which ones are the mothers by the way they remember to pick up even the shoes.”
(I have a memory of retrieving a baby girl which had crawled under a couch and taking care of her, but I don’t remember at which point this happened.)
On the way from the restaurant to the car, the nasty old woman again confronted me and told me about the loose thread and now I looked and the thread had pulled way out. I held it in my hand. It was zigzagged and very long. I broke it off so it wouldn’t pull out any farther and continued on towards the car which was on the other side of a huge ditch from where the old woman was. (The abyss)
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1-28-98 – DREAM – I was taking over as manager of the apartment building on Jackson Street. The old manager had vacated, leaving black fur coats behind in the closet. An old woman came in to pay money for rent and she didn’t even live there anymore. She got one of the black coats out of the closet and told me she was going out to shovel snow. The closet door closed and I worried that I wouldn’t be able to get back in, but I had the master keys. I looked for rental records for the old woman, but there were none. I went over to where the coats were hung and saw a loose screw. I pulled it out and the whole coat rack fell over to the left. That was all that was holding it up. I called for maintenance to fix it, then went up to my apartment.
I walked up the stairs to the 3rd floor, but it didn’t seem like it was more than the 2nd floor. Maintenance was painting everything in the hallway dark brown. My apartment number was 345 and I had to actually walk down 7 steps into the apartment. There was an old piano studio there and some guys came and took out all the camera equipment. The man who owned it said it was hard to find a place to install photo studios anymore. I wished him well as he removed the equipment.
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2-15-98 – DREAM – I was watching people in canoes, floating down river. They came to a city and went into a theatre. Inside the theatre was a game show going on. The theatre and the audience was really large. It was impossible to finish the game show all in one day, so I was asked to make an announcement to the people to get them to stay overnight and finish the game the next day. They gave me a deck of blue playing cards. There were 57of them and each card represented a prize. There were many more than 57 people, but I fanned the cards out in front of the people to entice them to stay until the next day and win a prize. Nobody got up to leave that I could see. The people were going to be able to pick their own choice of card from the deck.
I then went into another room where there was a long brown table. I was sitting at the end of the long brown table. There were other people in the room, both men and women. An old, old, black woman came into the room carrying a little black girl child who in turn was carrying a tiny baby black girl child.
One of the other women in the room tried to take the child out of the arms of the old black woman but she wouldn’t go to the new woman.
The old black woman sat down to my right, around the corner of the table and offered the child to me to hold. The child was terrified and clutched tightly to her own little child which she too carried.
We placed a child’s sized rocker on top of the table in front of us and eased the child onto the rocking chair. She was held onto the chair with a brown seat belt. The old black woman and I both had our hands on the child. I was rocking the chair gently with my foot somehow to soothe the child. The old woman and I were talking to the child softly and telling her she was going to be okay and she was safe and we pointed out that she couldn’t fall out of the chair because of the seat belt. The child gradually became more calm and we could see the fear leave the child’s eyes. Gradually then, the old black woman removed her hands from the child while mine continued to hold her securely on the chair.
Then, right in front of us, the old woman fell over and died.
I was as shocked as anyone to see the old woman die. We turned the child’s rocker around so she couldn’t see the old woman’s body and some other people prepared a schoolroom type event at the other end of this long table where they had glass enclosed cages filled with white animals with the babies of every species imaginable.
The animals were all white and jumping around like baby animals do. The test was for the girl child now to name the animals one by one.
Because there were so many animals we removed the common ones in the front like puppy, kitten, and bunny rabbit because they were so common and were also the largest and blocked the view of the others. I wiped the glass clean and took up a long pointer to point to each animal so she could name them.
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3-28-98 – VISION – I was laying in bed and an old woman came into my room and sat down on the bed with me. She had a folder with her labeled GAP7. She began to give me instructions for a project.
DREAM – I found myself in the basement of an old school and remodeling work was being done. The best men they had were there and the very best one was asked to go for supplies. I told him to tell the boss that the most expensive man ran errands.
At the end of the dream, a voice said, “It would be better if we give you the information during the night.” I said, “Yes! If I can remember my dreams.” The voice said, “We will help you!’
3-29-98 – NOTE: I went to bed wondering if I’d dream about the GAP7 project. I still didn’t know what it meant. Joe and I were discussing what the letters meant.
DREAM – The dream was about G.A.P. It meant “The Great American Plan”. In the dream, I was experiencing many inequities of the American people.
In the dream, I was wearing my orange power suit like I saw in the dream which Pat Nixon wore in a dream in 1997.
I experienced women not being able to get (1) higher paying jobs, (2) young men not being able to get any job at all, (3) sexual harassment of men against women, (4) a white woman being unable to walk through a black neighborhood, (5) I needed to pretend to be a lesbian to get a safe ride in a car. (6) My Jewish female friend who was separated from her husband had to live in a shelter because she couldn’t support her child herself, (7) An Acura car dealership was hidden on the 2nd floor over and behind a bar which was hidden in an office building.
3-29-98 – MEDITATION – on GAP7. Voice – “Your mother is going to interfere with it.” I saw many knives. Then I saw a woman with a thin sharp knife which was full of blood. She said, “This is the patient’s knife.” (patience?” I saw our daughter-in-law Lorna taking her son Ethan to the bathroom. He pulled away and said, “Let Dee do it.”
I asked if Joe could help and I saw a lake behind the house. It was still…reflective water. It went out as far as the eye could see. “Still water runs deep”, came into my mind. I asked if I had to do this right away. I saw a square with a round circle in it and a push button on top. The voice said, “No! You don’t have to!” Then I heard the crack of a whip.
A woman shook her finger at a young boy and said, “I didn’t tell you to take your clothes off. You disobey the rules.” The little boy looked up at her and said, “We don’t have rules like that at my house.”
I said, “I think I receive information for another woman named Dee.” The other woman said, “She receives MY information.
I said something about receiving balanced information and I saw a 2 wheel bicycle come rolling in. I reach over with a sharp “grabber” thing and pulled in a file with Joe’s name on it. The file opened up and it said, “May the hearts of mankind be opened and joy fill them up.”
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4-8-98 – NOTE: This was an initiation. DREAM – It seemed like a bizarre nightmare. I went to a school where I’ve been before. I only went there because I had to go the bathroomreally bad and I have an apartment there. I went inside and opened my apartment with the gold key (I actually had two of them because I manage the building). An old woman thought I was renting out the apartment and another woman who was a rental agent wanted to come in and I let them some in and see my apartment because it was immaculately clean, much to their surprise I guess. The woman who wanted to rent the apartment was of Middle Eastern descent.
The rental agent was telling me that we couldn’t rent to blacks or orientals. I told her I already had done this and they were wonderful people. The Middle Eastern woman was very sweet and I went up to her and asked her if she was prejudiced. She didn’t know what the word meant. So, I explained to her that it meant that you didn’t allow black people or people other than your own kind to live with you and she assured me that she had friends of other races and nationalities and that was no problem.
There were two fat (obese) white women there who were lesbians and they told me they were looking for some new white women to join with them. I found one for them, but then I let them go their own way.
I went out into the hall where there was a long stairway that was divided into two stair paths…a left and a right. A priest stood in the center with a baptising font and said, “That’s why we baptize infants in the center, between the stairs.” (This means that the child can make it’s own choice whether to take the path to the left (negative) or to the right (positive)
I went out to the main lobby and saw that the old woman had moved a door and behind it, the dust on the polished floor was thick and blowing. Some girls found a variety of tools to wipe it up, all of which would have been ruined by getting them wet to wipe up the dust.
I said, “Wait! I’ve done this before and told them I would take a string mop, tie a rag over it, get it damp, wipe up the dust and then throw the rag away.
I proceeded to do this but I had difficulty finding the proper piece of material. It seemed to have an Indian design on it.
At one point I climbed a chain link stairway that was supported only three-quarters of the way up to the next level and quit before I got to the top and came down again because I wasn’t brave enough to go all the way up.
I then found a mop handle and a leather board with seeming jewels on it and a piece of cloth that had the Indian design but I didn’t have the proper base to attach it to.
A calendar flashed at me by the mop handle. It said, “March, 1998”. I knew that was past and I had done this before and I was failing the test.
I was trying to analyze this in my mind and said, “I will be back to do this again.”
At that exact moment, the calendar flashed to “Eastway – 1998” and I knew I had passed the test as soon as I said I would be back.
(I still don’t know what it is, but it has something to do with the Indian materials)
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6-4-98 – DREAM – This was a dream within a dream. It started with me driving my car north on Calhoun Rd. My car had a computer in it. I couldn’t drive the car at the same time. If I was typing on the computer, I couldn’t see the steering wheel and I was afraid I’d go off the road, so I’d reach for the wheel which it wouldn’t appear unless I stopped thinking about the computer. Then I’d grab the wheel and steer and the computer would disappear from view. Then I’d go back to typing and the steering wheel would disappear. This happened several times.
Finally, I went to grab the steering wheel and it wasn’t there. Finally, it appeared, but the wheel was locked and the car was headed off the road into a ditch.
I woke up in the dream at my apartment building in Milwaukee. Becky (my daughter-in-law) or someone like her came to visit and dragged me outside and across the slippery dark street. She insisted that we were going to go to a bar and get drunk. We managed to cross the street, but then I pulled away. Becky continued on to the bar, but I crossed the street and went back home. In my hand, I had several keys. The two prominent ones were a gold mailbox key and a big square headed high security key which was pure gold. I climbed 4 flights of stairs to my floor. On the 4th floor, an old woman like Zora (see http:/www.greatdreams.com/zora3.jpg) was standing there and had just given a big blue box to my neighbor for her children to put toys in. Mentally, I thought, I would really like that box myself.
The old woman had two large blue hampers full of clothes to be washed. One of them had fallen over. I picked it up for her and woke up.
Immediately, I heard a phone ring in my ear. I saw a web page that said, “Wall Street Journal application.”
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6-9-98 – DREAM – I was living in an apartment that had an upstairs and a downstairs. When I would go downstairs, people would come into the apartment upstairs. When I went upstairs, people would come into the apartment downstairs. I would turn around and someone would be there unexpectedly and I’d jump with surprise. One young guy said he had an appointment with me, but I didn’t remember it. I was sitting on the toilet peeing and an old woman from across the hall walked in. She aid she just wanted to see what it was like when the new person (me) moved in.
A dark haired, dark moustached guy (a salesman) came in to talk to Becky and her friend and myself. He was trying to talk Becky into selling something and she didn’t want to. He put his hands on her shoulders and jumped on her chest with both feet. He left dirt marks on her shoulders. Then he jumped up on the bed and said in a forceful way to her, “I can make you do anything I want you to.” I thought to myself, “There’s no way anyone could make me do anything unless it was out of love.”
I heard the door buzzer ring and I could see the person at the door through a tube. While I watched, the person came closer and closer and larger and larger until he was inside the room.
He originally looked like a white haired person, an old friend of mine who was very spiritual, but when he came in he was black and a dog food discounter. He started out laying an oval of dog food in a pattern. I asked him what he was doing, since I didn’t have a dog. He said he charged $130 for his service; dog food included. I said, “No thanks!” and scared him out of the house by holding up a tall blue can of bug spray.
I then took a look at the doors of my apartment. They looked locked, but when I looked closer and pushed on them, I could see a large gap between the door and the frame. So, I went upstairs to call Aaron Security and I knew the number was 321-2121. (This number adds up to = 12 = 3)
NOTE: (After the dream, one friend told me she was being psychically invaded by entities even in her dreams, so I told her my dream and told her to put up psychic blocks to prevent the invasion. (Another friend told me about her boyfriend who uses her and abuses her emotionally and I told her about the dream and the dark haired salesman telling the girls he could make them do what he wanted. She said she was going to stop seeing him and was glad I told her the dream.)
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6-22-98 – DREAM – I was in a building in a large city. I managed the building and we were going to remodel the basement. In order to do that, we had to take everything outside. We hooked up the washing machine between the sidewalk and the road so we could continue to do laundry while we remodeled the basement. There was a lot of laundry to do. There were piles of it everywhere and it was really bad. We hauled it all outside and I was going to do it out there. (The basement represents the sub-conscious mind level) (Doing the laundry represents the cleaning of the bodies cells and cleansing the blood, as well as cleansing old thoughts in the sub-conscious mind.)
I had to go to the bathroom really bad so I left the washing machine untended to do that. I couldn’t find the bathroom. I stood in the hallway and looked at all the doors. Each one was a different size and I knew where each one went and none was a bathroom. I remembered there was one on another floor so I went in search of that one. Meanwhile, I met some women who had problems and I stopped to listen to them and confront them and give them advice. I then went back outside to throw the laundry into the machine first. I opened the lid and began to measure cookie dough into the machine and saw it float down in deep water. I thought that was odd and looked closer and found shredded bread wrappers with pictures of colorful balloons on them. Now, I was really puzzled and started pulling out this paper. Another woman came along and started pulling toys out of the machine. Taylar – our granddaughter needed to wash her toys and the woman had helped her put the toys in. The washing was done, so I helped her take them out. There was a big yellow truck, some doll puppets, and a huge brown dinosaur.
At this point, someone hollered, “Look! Up in the sky!” I turned and looked and saw a huge blimp in the sky. I remembered having seen one before, but I looked again and there was a blimp in the south sky. In the west, a huge dark green helicopter was hovering, shooting lazer blanks in practice, using the blimps as targets. Between the helicopter and us were piles of hay bales that we could hide behind in case the lazer turned out to be real, so I didn’t worry about it.
A young girl came up to me with a job application for a job at another building I managed at 3803 N. Port Washington Road. She had a thick stack of papers which she handed to me which was her application and resume. I told her that I hadn’t been expecting her and didn’t have a ride up to the other building but perhaps if her father wanted to give me a ride up there, I could show her around. Then I thought better of it, that it was a bad idea and that maybe I could take a walk or take the bus up there. I didn’t want to pay for the bus ride both ways unnecessarily though, so I told her I was sorry and couldn’t show her the building, but that the next time I was hiring I would call her. I kept her paperwork, and she walked away disappointed.
I turned around and on the corner Joe stood talking to two older women. They looked like they were old friends in intimate conversation with their heads together. I couldn’t hear anything they said and I looked at the woman and saw how old they were and thought to myself that I was younger and prettier than they were, so I could allow him to have female friends without me knowing what was being said. However, the shorter one suddenly broke away and came towards me, tearing off her mask, and her old clothes, revealing that she wasn’t an old woman like the other one. She was in disguise and would go after Joe and had other intentions than friendship.
(Note: This was prophetic and actually happened within the next week)
I had more important things to do and walked back into the building where the workmen were waiting for me to discuss the remodeling project. I noticed that there were no windows down there and told the guys that I hoped it didn’t get too cold to work down there, but it was summer and it should be fine.
As I was waking up, I heard one of the men say, “Let me see what you have there!” I looked at my right hand and it was placed on top of an open white box and the title was, “The Mystic”.
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7-5-98 – 12:10 a.m. DREAM – I was visiting someone. There was a piano there with a thick beige book on the music rack. The music was in the last 1/4 of the book and was written in all whole notes, played very slowly, with long sounding notes. The piano reverberated the notes and it sounded like an organ.
When I had finished played, I closed the book. Some girls came in then and wanted to know if I knew how to play. I said, “Yes!” and they said they wanted to hear me play something.
At first I hit a very discordant chord, but then I found the music in the book and I again was able to play the piano like an organ again.
I then went out in the lobby and sat on the couch waiting for Joe to come back from somewhere. While I was sitting there, I had a long tube which was see-thru but hollow. I was pushing this long, long tube farther and farther down my throat which made the tube go down the circuit to the other end of my computer circuit where the sound and information came from. In the office where the computer was, 3 women were working there. They saw the tube come out at the other end of the computer. One woman said into the tube,”Hello Dolores!” The sound echoed in my head really loud. Then the other two women saw the tube and they all three started saying, “Hello Dolores! Hello Dolores!” and their voices echoed in my head. It was so loud, I couldn’t stand having all three women talking at the same time, so I started pulling the tube back out of my mouth and it was coiling up on the floor in front of me It was just too much sound for me to handle.
There was a young man, dressed in a light brown suit sitting on the couch next to me. He struck up a conversation. I told him the story of the tube going to the computer and the ‘too loud’ sounds like it belonged to someone else. I was too embarrassed to tell him it was me.
It was time to leave there and it seemed this was a place where you had to be over 55 to live there. There were a lot of people sitting around, including the manager who said she had just come back from vacation. She said she didn’t want to work anymore and wanted to be on permanent vacation. In my mind I was thinking that I hoped she would quit because then I could apply for her job.
The people were talking about their rent was going to go up when their leases ran out. One man had his wife sitting with him and she had a job at which she had gotten a 10 cent an hour wage increase. He wanted to know if he rent would go up. I told him that their total financial picture would be re-evaluated when their Lease was up and their rent might indeed go up.
Another woman who was a nurse said that her wage-increase had been 10 cents an hour and wanted to know if her rent would go up. I gae her the same advice, that her financial situation would be evaluated when her Lease was up and her rent might indeed go up.
When we were leaving and going down the stairs to the door, I could hear an old woman bitching how she never gets to go anywhere. She was bellyaching and bellyaching that she never got to go anywhere and this was while she was going down the stairs going somewhere with the rest of her family.
We were standing at the bottom of the stairs laughing at her, because she kept complaining that she never got to go anywhere while she was actually going somewhere.
I went to visit my Mother and Father. My Father had had two heart attacks in recent days, but he had forgotten what the pain had felt like and was doing okay and walking around like normal. (The Father can represent God or Master guides)
My mother said that the day before, my Father had not come downstairs at all, and she hadn’t gone upstairs to feed him either. She had just let him lay there because he was supposed to come down every day.
I was with my family then. We were visiting a house and it was time for the children to go to bed. Before they could go to bed they had to go to the bathroom. I seemed to be temporarily in charge of this little boy and I could feel that his pants were wet. I took him to the bathroom and opened the door and discovered an older woman was sitting on the toilet going #2. I kind of said, “Oops! Sorry!” but she was done and left the room. I pulled down the pants of this little boy who morphed into a little girl. I held her on the toilet and she did #2. I then took some wipette type things to clean her butt. I got her ready for bed. While I was doing this another woman came into the room and saw me cleaning the little girl’s butt. I was hoping that the woman didn’t think I had done something naughty with the little girl just because I had wiped her butt in getting her cleaned up for bed.
We went to the opposite side of the same house where I and my children were climbing this huge ornate and plush carpeted stairway. It was a stairway that curved up to the right. The carpet on the stairs was royal blue. The steps were not even, some treads were narrower than others. It was difficult climbing the stairs. We were more or less crawling up the stairs using our hands as well as our feet like climbing a mountain. Someone made the comment that only my children had the right to go up that stairway because they were of the right bloodline. Their cousins wouldn’t be allowed to go up there because they didn’t have the right mother.
(This might represent the Bloodline of the Holy Grail) or http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/Congress/2301/bookish.html
When we got to the top of the stairs, it was very plush and ornate, persian type carpeting, very thick and rich, and the rooms were huge. Someone commented that there were 60 rooms up there and I was hoping we’d get to see them all.
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