1/6/2018 Something about Jack Black driving in a car and racing us/street racing. Cops pull us over and we are in a jungle.Everyone saw a snake wrapping itself around my left lower leg and foot. I shook it off and ran. I remember being in a yard that was sectioned into four parts by wooden privacy (tall) fence. It was kind of like a movie set with four different locations. I was in one of the quadrants and I was holding a gun/rifle/shotgun? (lol i dont know) and trying to shoot at birds. I got down to the ground and saw a tiny opening in one of the fences and went to it. There was this small duck sound caller thing that a Swan gave me. lol.
There are some references to Naruto in this entry that can be considered spoilers, so read with caution if you are watching or reading Naruto and are not caught up. So In my dream I'm with my best friend at what appears to be a dorm room in a college of some kind. For some reason my brother is there. My friend pulls out weed and a pipe and hands it to me. I debate smoking it though because my brother is there. It doesn't really matter though because then someone walks in talking about how there are puppies in the other room and they want me to keep them from leaving. I go into the other room and start playing with the puppies. There are like ten of them and they each keep trying to escape but i won't let them. A girl walks in about the age of ten. she had blonde hair and was wearing a red dress. Beside her was older dog in a wheel chair. It's face resembled a dog version of Jack Black. The dog was talking to the girl and i was highly confused. The girl was surprised i could hear the dog talk because apparently people thought she was crazy for talking to the dog because to everyone else it was just a normal dog. I continue to watch the puppies and the girl and Jack Black dog leaves. Later she comes back crying and says her dog died. I feel bad and decide to take her to the park. While at the park we walk around and talk and i pushed her on the swings and that's about it. On our way back we pass a tree. In the tree I see a bird in a wheel chair who looks like Jack Black. I look at the girl and say " Look, your dog was re-born as a bird!" The bird and girl look at each other and recognized each other. The bird started crying and said how much he missed her. Then the bird flew out of the wheel chair and landed on the girls shoulder and they went off together. About that time Kakashi from Naruto ran up to me and said he needed my help stopping Tobi from taking over the world. To do this he was going to send me back in time to kill Tobi before he was a threat. I go back and time and end up at a camp of some kind. I meet young Kakashi. I ask him where Tobi is and some how he knows I'm there to kill him. At the time him and Tobi (Obito) are friends so Kakashi refuses to tell me. I walk around the ninja camp and find that no one knows where Obito is or they won't tell me. My dream slows down there and I woke up
[FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]This is an older dream, perhaps a week old, that I forgot towrite down. I took some notes when I woke up so I’m pulling that dream from mymemory. I know I have forgotten some details.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3] [/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I’m racing through Zilker Park as part of a competition, orreality show. I passed by a fat Asian boy holding a lollipop. He was smilingand walking in the rain, wearing shorts that were about ten sizes too small. [/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]I came to the bridge at the entrance to Zilker Park andthere was water flowing over it, lots of water. The rain had created quite aflood, and the runoff was flowing onto the bridge and down through a cutout inthe side of the bridge designed as an outflow. As I approached it the waterturned to ice, not smooth like a sheet but mixture of crunchy ice, snow, andwater. I slipped and fell, and my wonderturned to fright as I slid towards the opening in the side of the bridge. [/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I must have got my footing at some point because stopped andgot up, peering over the side of the fall. I moved in slow motion to look overthe side, my view showing me exactly where I would have fallen to had I notstopped sliding. [/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]The dream shifts and I am in north Austin, outside somestrip of office buildings. Two associates of mine (best word I have for them)had been waiting on my arrival. I had been delayed by driving the van throughrain and ice. They didn’t understand why I had such a big van and initiallymade fun of me, but I told them it was to help me move the drier and otherlarge pieces of furniture and appliances. [/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]After I loaded up some big objects into the van I turnedback towards the two men, who remained near the building. I walked across theparking lot to the table they were sitting at. Their stares were bent on an oldtelevision, perhaps 30 years old with a 14” screen. The News was on, and thereporter was saying that Jack Black was dead, apparently from falling andslipping down an ice/water fall on Barton springs Road. I put my fingers to myface and remembered what had happened. I said, “I was there, and I think I wasthe last person to see Jack Black alive.” I shifted into a memory of standingon the bridge and watching Jack black approach me, happy and loud as he usuallyis. As he approached me he slipped and fell down the outflow, landing on asmall island of rock and ice in the creek below. I even watched him fall, freaking out as hewent over the edge, but I seemed to skip over the impact and he was just deadand lying on the ice.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Calibri][SIZE=3]At this point I was aware of the dream because I honestlywasn’t worried about Jack Black dying. I realized I never even bothered toreport it to anyone, and still wasn’t upset that it had happened. My memory shifted back to the table and thetwo men, and I told them what I remembered. No one ever seemed shocked.[/SIZE][/FONT] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I still did not report the death and left in the van. I wasdriving along a road in western Arkansas, a place I have never been in reallife. The trees are abundant on one side of the road, a fenced field on theother. My view is like a movie camera in a helicopter, an interestingperspective.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I traveled to a high school that looked nothing like the oneI went to. I’m in front of the school and many students were passing me. Iwalked to get onto a school bus, and for some reason my feet were not workingproperly, like I was partially crippled. Some kids asked me if I was O.K. and Ireplied I was, feeling happy that they were showing concern for me instead ofbullying me as I had feared they would. As I climbed up the same kids followedme onto the bus. I walked back a couple seats and found a place to sit. Iclimbed up onto the merry-go-round horse that I was supposed to sit on, usingthe back of another kid to boost me up. I had to get around a nearby baby toget to the animal-seat. Mounting the seat I began taking off my shoes, handingthem to a nearby boy who was reaching out his hand to help me. I thought, “Howpolite people are at this school, “and then I handed him my other shoe just asthe bus began to move.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]-*-[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]I went to Amazon.com , a large building with slopinghillsides outside the entrance covered with a plant that had been carefully cutto a height of about 8 inches. I was standing outside the building on thesidewalk that ran along the perimeter drive of the parking lot usually reservedfor dropping off people at the entrance. I had a large plastic shopping bagwhich I was furiously stuffing small paperback copies of Isaac Asimov books intowith the intent of having them stored at Amazon. I stopped and debated with myselfabout putting all of them into storage, or whether I might want to keep someout for my own use.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT] [SIZE=3][FONT=Calibri]And the dream ended.[/FONT][/SIZE] [FONT=Times New Roman][SIZE=3][/SIZE][/FONT]
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