I'm infiltrating the compound of someone who was stomping around the house in a exoskeleton mech suit! Carefully evading them I sneak into their place only to find myself trapped once inside! Not sure how I got it! Inside, all the walls and exits are protected with very powerful electrical wiring, like a electric animal fence kind off. Prowling around the borders I eventually decide to dig underneath the ground and come up on the other side. However, half way through my vigorous evacuations, the owner returns out of his mech suit! Well, ah, I pretend to be asleep, sprawled out on the floor and think up a quick lie as to how I got inside He expresses surprise when he sees me but isn't violent or aggressive. I pretend to wake up and act surprised as he is!! "How did you get in here?" He asks. Well, I tell him that I teleported in accidentally while sleeping, haha! We argue for a bit about that, he's rather dubious and I'm trying to act innocent and convincing. All of a sudden, a young girl and her pet dog rush in from a nearby room. The young girl is his daughter and her pet is named, 'Muggles'. "Ah, I just love pets! Come here Muggles" I crow enthusiastically. I pat the pet lovingly as the girls Dad looks on with a warming expression on his face. Seems like I wasn't such a bad guy after all,
I dreamed that I had been involved in some sort of fight, the memories are vague now. Anyhow I find my self falling down a deep perpendicular tunnel about 5 meters diameter with levels in it. Each level had a hole in it. The tunnel seems never ending and goes on for a long time. Just when I despair of ever reaching the end, down is now up! I climb up the last few feet and get out. Once outside, I'm on a manicured lawn of some mansion and its evening time, the area is lit up with a few lights. Donald Trump is their slinging a six shooter and firing at me! I try my best to dodge and duck whizzing bullets but end up getting shot up! In the dream, I die while shouting out some final forgotten insults Lol...
Short but funny dream fragment. I dreamed that my Uncles and Dad were all lined up for a swim at a River. They were lined up standing side by side on the river bank. Each one of them was holding an object. It seemed they were doing some kind of crazy macho like masculine challenge where they'd each grab something and run into the water while screaming crazily! My dad had a large Machete, one of my Uncles had a Chainsaw and the other uncles, well I didn't see what they had. Then, they all ran as fast as they could, jumped into the river while screaming and brandishing their 'weapons'. I'd say that's an interesting way to relieve family stress?
One of my siblings was getting married to a Indian guy fresh out from India! Not sure who exactly, perhaps one of my sisters. Yeah, one of my Sisters. My family didn't approve but we were allowing it to happen. Some conflict happened during the wedding preparation though, we were planning special music and the groom blasted this modern pop love song on the speakers. Well, my family didn't like that! They wanted some simple acoustic Christian love songs playing. They booed and shouted out pious exclamations regarding their dislike for the song but after a while they stopped and my Mother even started humming along! Compromise? Some agreement must have been made. The Indian guy wanted to seem like an 'Aussie' so he pulled out a boomerang and expertly through it out the glass window. It zoomed around very impressively in a circle and came back to hit the glass! Very nice throw! Puffing out my chest, I swagger over to show him how its done. However, when I throw it out the window, it hits the ground and bounces to a stop!! Embarrassed, I tell him I throw better outside and manage a weak throw while outside, a bit shameful! Well, the saying goes,....Pride goeth before a fall. Next, this Indian guy wants help with decorating the wedding Hall, its a big job, he reckons. So I help him with decorating the hall with ribbons, balloons etc.
Weird dream, I know, I've absorbed too much fiction. I dreamed that I was back at my old home. At home, I had an enemy which took on my Dads appearance. When this person was away, I took their wooden Soul container, that they had put a portion of the soul into, and burned it in the fireplace! This must have been quite painful because it soon prompted my enemy, which had my Dad's face, to appear. Then, some kind of battle happened, a mental/spiritual battle. Not sure on the details, but after fighting a while, a truce came about. I let them fish out the charred remains of their Wooden soul container. I've stopped reading/watching fiction. It's filled my mind with too much 'cr@p'!!
I'm at this large river which has a large tree trunk that spans the river. It's about 30ft above the water level. Standing up on the log are a Lesbian Couple, quite fierce looking! Well, haha, it seems that theirs a large rope swing hanging down from a tree branch that is above the log, I'm dangling on the rope swing, swinging back and forth trying to knock the Lesbians off the log bridge! After some unsuccessful attempts, they cut the rope somehow and I fall, but land on the opposite end of the log that they are on. Next, they have a saw and I have one. Theirs an audience watching us and we're doing a log cutting competition. Whoever saws through their end of the log first wins! Away we all go, sawing away, people cheering us on. Being quite strong, I get ahead and complacently look at how far behind they are while slowing down my sawing speed. They seem quite frustrated and nervous regarding their impending loss to me! Too busy watching them, I spend less time sawing and more time gloating over their imminent loss to me! All of a sudden, I look more closely, and they are actually slightly ahead of me through the log! They were pretending to be frustrated and losing to trick me into sawing slower!! I madly start cutting, thrusting the saw back and forth and.......YES, I've won!! I exclaim loudly as my end of the log gets cut through. Just as I said that, they also stand up and proclaim victory. I argue that I was first and that everyone saw it. However, they persistently insist that they won and the crowd seems to take their side.
I dreamt I was meandering through a swamp which had a number of large trees of different types. Huge fig trees, pines etc where towering towards the heavens from the murky swamp. I was walking through them with my head upturned, thinking about tree climbing. Suddenly, I see a large Crocodile heading towards me! Startled, i leap for the nearest tree and start to climb it. Its hard to climb, a lot of the branches are rotten and break. A couple of times I almost fall down to the Hungry looking Croc! I mess about for a while, climbing around and figure out, that the stronger my faith is in the tree branches, the less they break! I end up climbing one of the tallest trees their on dead branches the size of my fingers by focusing my mind on strong faith and belief in the branches holding my weight. This seemed to make them strong and I quickly ascend to the top. Sometimes in life, what we think is strong is weak, and what is weak is actually strong The life of a christian is like climbing a tree, its hard, its a challenge and sometimes we fall back down where we started. What is important that we don't give up, keep trying and have faith in God
Short quick dream. I dreamed that I was going back packing somewhere. while staying in a back packers hostel, I meet this cute young lady who had a spritely, passionate and positive energy about her i really admired. While teasing her and playing about on a bed, she asks me a question and I answer it with a Kiss, hugs and cuddles. Next, I remember discussing healthy food with her and going shopping in a health food shop. Perhaps we became a couple?
Seems I was driving to Muswellbrook or a town similar. It was night time and their was a nearby bushfire. Scattered along the road were burning logs and branches I had to swerve to avoid! Arriving at the town, there was a carnival happening along the main street! There were songs and dancing, lots of market stalls and fun things happening. Well, I was at town to do a load of laundry, however, walking up this hill towards the laundromat, the going was hard! It was hard to walk up the hill and everything seemed in slow motion. I finally got the load of laundry in and walked around town....and forgot about picking up the washed clothes! Much later on it seems, I was walking out of town, barefoot, with the intent to find somewhere to sleep in a nearby paddock. Well, a police car pulls up next to me and tells me that the laundromat owners are complaining about how no ones picked up the last load washed by me! I have no idea how they know it was me or found where I was, haha. I'm worried that the police will think I'm a homeless hobo due to my barefeet and rough looking clothes. I then head back into town to pick up my clothes before driving out. Be mindful of the distractions of life, the fun and games, carnivals, music, dancing and what they signify. Their is nothing wrong with innocent pleasures but too much of a good thing is bad and they can distract you from your true life mission and noble purpose! E.G. doing the Laundry
I dreamed that I was at a huge castle like complex made out of stone and medieval style buildings. It was located on the top of a huge mountain. Their were many layers and levels to this castle complex and I was on the upper layer, which was where the prisoners were kept and all the security guards. I stood at the edge and looked over the cliff, there was a huge storm approaching. Strong winds began to blow. Some guards were marching the prisoners underneath to protect them from the storm, they were beginning to blow over! I staggered away and went underneath to the next level, thinking i wanted to find royalty or something. Well, instead, I found the royal stables! Their was a middle aged blond grooming the horses. They were all massive in size and majestic in strength. I spent some time chatting with the stable lady and admiring the horses. Their is a storm approaching and who can stop it? I must be ready to withstand the storm and do what God wants me to do. May the winds of strife only blow me higher and closer to God. Through God's strength, anything is possible, alone, we are weak and frail