These are two journal entries from last nights dreams. These two moments were the most vivid dreams I've ever had, and they were incredable. They seemed significant so I thought I'd post them here.
Anything in square brackets is just for clarification.

I am standing in a forest. I am a kid. [little kid, like 7] There are three others with me. We walk up to a tree. It is huge, the biggest tree ever. We start to cut it down with a giant hacksaw. We are lauhging and screaming the whole time. I huge chunk of the tree falls off. I can smell the sap and wood. I look up to see the tree looming overhead. It is floating in the air. The others have gone silent and we all start to run. I look behind at the last second, and see the tree crush them. [The dream ends]


I am standing in my backyard. [At my old house. We havn't been there for a few years, but I still dream of it all the time] I'm falling down. [In backdrop postition, like on a trampoline] In the sky, fireworks are going off. Somehow, I know they mean my death. [In the Dream] I'm not afraid. I hit the ground and wake up.



If anyone has any ideas, I'd appreacate it. Ask questions for more details about me if you need to.