yeah it's normal to remember dreams from ur childhood, I remember a dream where I was being chased by an obese beetlejuice. I swear he had the same hair, the same face, even the suit, anyways he chased me down my grandmothers front entrance stairs really slowly, and I remember years later I had sort of a continuation of that dream, I ran through a few towns to get away from him and he ended up almost catching us at my house by breaking through the garage door, and then I woke up.
anyways your dreams are kind of neat. I've had a few prophetic dreams too, mostly for a few seconds at a time, but still
once I was on the rear balcony at my aunt's office, think it was downtown toronto, and it was a small balcony with broken shingles, and in the distance I could hear a street musician playing jazz saxophone, and when it actually happened I remember feeling really warm and at peace.
your other dream seems fairly simple though, there's a lot of easily identifiable symbols, like the colour black, I don't have a whole lot memorized but I know that white means death, so ur safe, haha. anyways, I'll read through it one more time and see if I can find something else from it, see ya.
Justin
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