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    1. Purifying

      by , 06-23-2011 at 07:55 PM (Zukin's Dream Journal! <3)
      I was driving around at night. I wasn't really sure where I was going, I was following the directions from a GPS.

      On doing a left hand turn, I accidentally hit the curb. A cop came out of nowhere and gave me a $500 ticket for "driving on the sidewalk".

      I was pretty pissed so I kept on driving. Everything was really dark. I don't think my headlights were even working. I came to a small subdivision. There was a house with so many flowers. The road and pavement was covered by these blossoming flowers that were growing all over the place.

      The owners of the house saw me in their yard and invited me inside. I had to fix my car, which had now turned into an automatic wagon.

      I left a few hours later, thanking the owners for a place to rest.

      I was now with someone else and still following my GPS. The directions given to me by the GPS weren't making any sense.

      It was daytime and we were in a big city. The GPS told me to walk around the corner of the building where I would come to a pond built behind it.

      My friend and I followed the directions of the GPS and found the small pond. There was a staircase leading over it that lead to a door going into the back of the building. The door was locked.

      "Hey, this might help!" My partner called out. There was a blue key in the small pond. It was resting under a leaf. I picked it up and unlocked the door.

      Inside the small room there were three women. One of the women was blue, and the other caucasian with long, red hair. They were tall. The third women was of average height. She wore glasses and seemed to be the apprentice of sorts to the women.

      The two outstanding women told us that they were the goddesses of water and healing, and that we had came to their realm with a purpose.

      The woman with the red hair began to heal my partner while I focused on the blue woman. She pointed to a spot near my carotid artery and one of my chakras and told me that this was the source of suffering for me. She informed me that she was going to begin a healing ritual. IT FELT SO WEIRD. And awesome. It felt as if I was a transparent ghost, and a waterfall was rushing through my being. It was purifying.

      When the goddesses had finished they began to engage in a sword fight with each other. They fought great and magical.

      We were left in the room with the apprentice. She was sorting vials.

      I started to think and wonder where I was and how this just happened.

      "You're in a dreamscape," The apprentice answered.

      Wait...Did I just say that outloud?!... I thought

      "Nope," She announced.

      ...Telepathic? I wondered.

      "Yep." She admitted.

    2. Sick Nightmare/Telepathic

      by , 06-22-2011 at 06:54 PM
      I go to my recent ex's ("N") house for something important. When I get there, a lot of people are there, which is unusual in waking life. I see a blunt on the ground, partially ruined. I also see a glimpse of a girl, "D," on the couch with N and a few other people. This upsets me and I feel awkward so I run out of the house, grabbing the blunt as I leave. When I get to my car, a bunch of "white-trash" people in their crappy cars pull in and start driving all around me so I can't get out of the driveway. I have a feeling that they are D's family members in the car. I honk my car horn in an effort to get them to let me out. At the point a car hits me and a huge, bald man gets out and tries to burn me with a cigarette and hit me. I try to call the cops but for some reason I am unable to.

      Later, I am camping and we are on a back road riding in the flat bed of a truck. The road is very bumpy. One of my friends/ex-coworker, "J," is there and talks to me telepathically. I am taken aback and interested. Just then, we hit a bump and another friend/ex-coworker of mine (from he same job as J) falls on me and I am torn from the internal conversation.