Skygerobrian

7:43 AM
Note: My brother Peter is autistic and at the time I had this dream I felt that he was getting way in over his head with my parents church because something social clicked in his brain. My mother feels that his autism is being healed while I believe that that he is just changing his very extreme focus like he has always done.

I kept watching my brother drown repeatedly. There was nothing I could do. Dream transitions to funeral / show. I was standing next to a Pete look alike and and his fat down syndrome friend(DC only.) Mom was still talking like Pete was alive which made me sick and embarrassed. Part of the show is we watch Pete shoot off a cannon.

As we were leaving we started splitting up strangely marked and tagged pills. Most belonged to the special fat kid, two were mine(note: I don't do pills). Mom kept on talking and calling the clone Pete. I extremely angry and yelled at her to stop.

1:20 pm
note: My mom has never had a drink in her "god" given life.

In a car full of guys headed to a party that happened to be in a house that is normally not there. My mom was there and was seeming to get more sober the more she drank. She was also quite normal by comparison. There were these small, furry, monkey/hedgehog/bird like creatures. They were really colorful and their beaks were long thick and curved. Anyway, they kept sneaking up on me and secretly latching onto my fingers and such. I wouldn't notice them for a while but when I did my finger would be so numb with pain. I started to get mad because though I yanked them off and kicked them away they kept coming back. I finally lost my temper and started choking one of the birds with both hands. My Mom calmly said to me "Ok.. you've gone far enough"

I was in a gold mine like tunnel underground with some "DC friends." All around were roots and beams. Along the right side was a really long shelf with logs. In front of me was a (horseless and engine-less) wagon which the DCs got into. We were after some creature and we needed to move fast. The wagon was log powered so naturally I needed to run behind it grabbing and throwing logs as I went. On top of that I had to grab the correct log at the right time, which wasn't easy because they all looked alike. (They felt spiritually different) The wagon was going faster and faster and a few logs came really close to hitting the DCs in the head. I was having trouble keeping up when we finally came to the end of the tunnel.

Just outside the tunnel were two dead creatures that looked allot like raptors. All the colors outside were extremely vibrant and the scenery was forest/jungle like. I asked "What do we do if plan slightly failed" DCs felt like strangers at this point but still friendly. One grabbed a dead raptors tail and thew it into a nearby ravine almost simultaneously another DC throws the other raptor. The throwing happened lightning fast. I wasn't lucid but I think I was beginning to suspect something (because of the raptors go figure)

12:00 AM

I was mountain biking along. Past a golf course in and headed down a dirt road(recurring location) and came out above a lagoon(also a recurring location though it takes different forms outside the west side of my childhood hometown.)

I was standing under some trees on some healthy green grass and off to my right was a tall waterfall that fed the lagoon about 100 feet below. I was trying to retrieve a time capsule(recurring?) Anyway I knew it was buried next to the cliff but I was bound to get it. The ground started to give way and as I started to slip I dug my left arm into a hole and stopped. So there I was stuck with my arm stuck in a hole and trying not to slip. I could see that my fall wouldn't end well on the boulders below...