Turquoise Dreams

Friday, 3/28/14

Last night bed 10pm - 4:50am

DR 2:30 am

1. We are outdoors. Dad got wet and lifeguards are there. bartender from a beach bar hand my dat a burgundy towel.

2. Big, bright house. I'm on second floor. Somebody came and I'm going to see who it is. I walk to the wraparound indoor balcony to look down. In the lobby, there is a woman with her son. She brought him over for a playdate.

3. We are in medieval settings. Inside a castle or some fortified enclosure. The enemy monsters are outside and we are about to be overrun. Our troops are at the gate. They are waiting for an order to switch weapons with another unit. When they get it, they toss their blunt sticks with a heavy stone on one end to the other unit, and the other unit throws them their swords.

The enemy is inside, at the gate and fight for our lives has begun.

One of our leaders, made a mask from skin and he puts it on his face. It makes him look like St. Michael. He made a mask from skin for his horse too, so he looks like St. Michaels horse. I see this mask when it's on the horse. It's color is of human flesh, with some veins visible. To be honest, he looks more like devil's horse.

The fighting is getting closer now, just few feet away. I tell to "Michael", if he is gonna scare the enemy away, now is the time. So he rears up his horse and we all start singing some religious hymn consisting of words "St. Michael, St, Michael".

Frankly, this last one should have been a nightmare. But it wasn't.

Thank you for great recall. Love ya.