Fireworks mine?

Last night I dreamed once again.

I found myself at school, and I left there, heading off with no destination in mind.  I found myself stopping at a store that I knew to sell fireworks... Walking though I saw where they minded materials to make them, and as I walked though I noticed monks from Tibet, wearing robes and using materials to make sand mandalas.  I noticed later on that the people who worked there were sweeping up the mandalas, just as soon as a monk finished one, before he had even left.  I remember thinking to msyelf how insensitive the people who worked there must be to destory these beautiful works of art.

I'm not sure if anything else happend.  I just wrote this up from memory, though  did make a voice recording of the dream upon awakening.

Boarding house.

Last night I had  a dream that seemed very familar to me.  In fact the first words out of my mouth were, "I have dreamed about this place once before."

I found myself in a old broken dwn room.  the floor angled down toward the wall farthest from me at about a 35 to 40 degree angle.   The door to a hall way was on my left, at the far wall was a dresser laid upoits back, instead of drawers there were shoeboxes, and I knew that they were full of things that I had written myself, code, among other things.

I left the room. Looking around I saw another room across from me.  there was a sign hanging from the door saying "Chuck's Room"  There was another down on the right that said "Maternity Ward" with another sign beneath it, saying it was closed. To the left of me was another closed door, and to my right was an open one.  I walked into that room.

Sitting on an old run down couch was Megan from work.  She was playing with a remote control, trying to change some settings being shown on the TV.  I took it form here and started to look for certain files.  Seemingly knowing what I was doing.

I remember thinking to myself that I had set up this system, but for the life of me couldn't find the control that she was looking for.

Seeing numbers on the screen, I recognized 666% settings, as well as a few others.

I was woken up by my brother after seeing this percentage.

A few things that confuse me.... why was 'my room' at such a angle when the other room wasn't.  Why did I think of it as a boarding house, and as being haunted, but somehow controlled though the use of the technologies.... Just too many questions I think...

Dreams, of work, and finding bikes.

I was in a parking lot, wandering around.  I find a truck marked with seafood symbols and grab at it, somehow moving it using two handles on the rear side of the vehicle.  I then find inside it a pink girls bycicle, along with a pink backpack.

As I was looking though these items I notice a bunch of people in the uniforms from my work running around.  My coworkers in reality.  Someone else finds the bike next to me andsays that they have been looking for it for a few hours.  I also hand over the backpack to the guy.  My coworkers and I go up a slight incline and into the building, which happens to be the same type of store that I work at, just a different location.  We wander around, and one of my coworkers goes into a cafe, that is at the top of he store.

The store is built on an incline, near the 'top'  (that is the back)  the building has a very harsh incline.  I end up wandering around and find a bathroom up there as well.

There were other dreams from last night as well... I wish I could rmember them as well as this one.

Dreams and Tarot Pull

Its been a long while since I posted anything on here... Honestly I'm not even sure if anyone even checks this unless I post the link... So posting for my own record, whoo!

Had a few dreams... I was parked in a driveway somewhere... a very nice car comes and pulls into the place across the street and parks crooked... a woman gets out. and goes into the house... a cop comes flying buy, spins his car around in her driveway and goes off, his blues flashing.  Another one, an SUV comes and does the same thing... Starts to go, stops, does it again and spins barely missing her car.  He puts on his blues and follows the other cop.   The woman gets out of the house and comes over to my car, and seems very scared.  She asked me to drive her somewhere. 

Thats all I remember for that one.

Another dream was about me being in school  It was like I was drifting in and out of awareness... I was there for the duration of a usual Saturday night work-night.  4-930PM... The first teacher was a blond woman, like the one from the first dream... she was using the dry erase board, and the blue marker wasn't erasing, the red one was leaving smudges and afterimages behind.  The next teacher was a brunette and was using an overhead projector.  The flashes of light made me think of a motor-scooter like I saw in a top gear episode with tank like rear wheels and something to do with running from something. When I left the 'class'  An old friend from college, Keith was buying clams by the box and I helped him carry them to his car.  I asked what went on in the class and I seemly couldn't remember his explanation either.

I did a tarot pull asking why I suddenly remembered my dreams tonight after weeks of not doing so, and pulled the six of cups.

A gift, a new friend, new knowledge, that is how I view this card.

Ditching parties, up mountains.

I was in a school of some sort.  I drove there and there was a party in session or shortly there would be one.  I decided to leave before it would start... I left with two others, and I asked them which one of us had the fastest vehicle.  The guywith the truck won out, but he only had a quarter of a tank of gas.  We stopped and filled an old gas tank with preimum fuel.  An dthen continued driving.

Eventaully we started to go up steep concrete roads, around very sharp bends. I remember them explaining we were going up the way we were becuase the shorter mountian pass had mutants on it.  We eventually saw a sign for clean humans.  and saw a notch in front of us.  We accelarted up the notch and came outthe other side and landed in a type of village.  We were in a cortyard and found a way out of it eventually.  I remember getting jumped from behind by a golden retreiver puppy.  I reached into my pocket and found a waifer, and broke a peice off to give to the puppy.  The food multiplied in front of my eyes in the food bowl.  I then woke up.

Dreams of Ghosts, and closed bridges.

Two dreams last night.  One has of me being home with my family.   I want to say i was downstairs in my real home.  With my brother in his room.  I went into the bathroom to use the toilet. I looked up because the door was opening.  In walked a man, a bit shorter than me. He wore black pants, white buton down shirt, suspenders, and I believe black dress shoes.  He had a pencil type mustache.  I looked at him and was overtaken with a feeling of fear and dread.  I couldn't even scream. He didn't even look at me.  he just walked past me to the bath tub and started to lie down in it. I remember running out to my mother who was sitting on the couch, with tears in my eyes, still trying to scream.

The other dream was of me driving a car down a road.  I think my mother was in the passenger seat, and my father in the back seat.  there was a set of jersey barrier sin fron o fus. and I drov e around to thtthe road to the left of them.  There was a bridge, two lanes in each direction, I was in the right most lane.  looking to the right I saw that the barriers that blocked the other way was actually an illusion from where I was and that a car just drove though them from the road I just turned on to.  I followed the traffic oer this over bridge, and suddenly the nose of the car I was driving diped down, I saw the brown murkey waters of a river approaching.  I heard my fathers scream, I dook another breath before the car filled with water...

I woke up after that one, and stayed awake.  It was 10:30 am af that time anyways.

Dreams from last night

From before 6AM, I remember something to do about sherry, that is the drink, not the person.  Also trying to put a basket into the backseat of a convertible, and having it not fit.  So Rosi mixing something with sherry, and the basket thing.

After that I fell asleep again, and woke up around 10AM.

There were two people looking at a house.  The person who was trying to sell it was saying that the people who owned it were kind of strange.  If you stood on the stairs and pushed up on this part of the ceiling that the door would close and lock, and if you touch this fire alarm the doorbell will ring.

To me it seemed like the house was set up to be a fake haunted house.   They walked into the kitchen and saw a empty cup sitting on the coutner top, and a bin full of water.  The guy attempting to sell the house rinsed out the cup and put it away.

They looked at the phone sitting on the counter and saw a message.  The man selling the house said that it was probably a message from Africa, that they had been calling for a while, thinking someone was leaving messages from that number.

I also had a dream about driving down to college, getting out of class at 8PM and driving home... there was something else to this one, but I don't remember what it was.