Flying

I am in a class on writing and have attended several meetings, always sitting in the same place at the front right corner. The professor knows me by name. I am sitting at long black desk with a partner. Both of us actively participate in class.

As I look back over the class, I see a lot of people I know. Friends from high school that I haven't seen in many years, old friends from other churches and some current frinds.

The professor starts walking back across the class talking to students. He stops at one desk and begins making fun of a particular student. I can see in this guy's mind and know that this is a dangerous thing for the professor to do. The guy is about to snap! But the professor is relentless in mocking.

I leave my body and enter to the guy's mind. Somehow I end up talking with him in another part of the building and encourage him. I tell to relax that the professor doesn't mean to hurt him. He calms down and we return to our bodies in the classroom. The class ends.

I am talking with the professor after class and I look out side and see the guy standing on the ledge. I talk to him with my thoughts and ask him what is he doing. he says that he wants to leanr to fly. So I am come outside and we start flying up into the heavens. Soon we fly beyond all land and we begin flying down toward the water. Splasing in the water we keep flying down.

Now the guy has changed into my nephew Samuel. He says that he is having a hard time breathing underwater. I encourage him to relax because shortly it will seem normal and he'll breathe just fine. Then I tell him that soon the sater will grow clear and it won't even seem like he is underwater. And soon we will descend into deeper waters. Everytime we enter a new level it will feel as though he plunging from the air the water. Each time he will have to adjust to the new enivronment in both breathign and seeing.

Eventually we come to the edge of a black island. The hoizon is purple. Now instead Smauel I am with Jeremy, my brother. I him that he needed to see this island becuase he will need to come back here and expore. Part of his destiny is on this island. While we are talking little Jeremy climbs on the shoulders of big Jeremy. He reacts at first and I say, "Don't worry that's just little Jeremy."

Soon we decide to return home and we return through water. Whem we resurface, we are in a lake swimming along what looks to be Dollywood. Eventually we fly up out of the water, through the trees and back home.

Terror Two

Last Thursday, I wake up and start getting ready to go meet my friend Larry. Although I'm not really in my house. The kitchen is not like any kitchen I know, but the window looked out over the back yard. As I was cleanign my dishes from breakfast, I looked out into the back yard. It has snowed over night, and this was unusualy because it seemed way too warm to snow. In addition to snow I noticed a snowmobile sitting in the yard. Then under the window I saw a human skull. It had been painted black.

This was eery and yet part of me wondered if it was some kind of prank. Before I left the house I had to package up these loaves of freshly baked bread sitting on top of the refrigerator. The skull was still bothering me.

At the same time this was going on, I was also sitting in a film festival watching movies that related to the current world problems. In one film, we were watching the devestation in Haiti, but instead of flooding it was fires. The whole country was burning or had burnt to the ground. A French diplomat was touring the damage. On every corner, he saw groups of Al Queda terrorists in masks shouting and threatening. It was bit terrifying. As I watching I couldn't tell if I was there or still watching a film. At the end of the film, the French diplomat signed a form, indicating his willingness to support the war on terror.

Back to the house. This film made me uneasy Between it and the skull, I didn't want to leave Kelly at home alone. I was concerned that the country was filled with terrorists. Kelly and her friend Michelle would planning to stay togther, so I got ready to leave.

Rocket Ship

I'm a little behind. A couple weeks ago I dreamed I was at my folks house. it was late in the evening and everyone was going to bed. My sister, Michelle, slept in her room. My brother Jeremy slept int eh back room, and then little Jeremy (the same brother only about 15 years younger) slept in my room. In the dream it didn't seem strange that there were two incarnations of the same brother at different ages.

I decided to sleep in the den downstairs. I was looking for a flashlight in the cabinet when I knocked over some things and woke up my mother. She came downstairs to find out about the noise. Then we started talking. I noticed a flashlight outside and was startled. She said that it was probably the neighbor, who sometiems checked on them late at night.

He knocked at the door and sure enough it was the neighbor. We spoke a moment and then he turned to leave. As he was leaving a convocade of vehicles came down our road. In the midst of the lines of cars and trucks was a flatbead trailer truck hauling a a short fat rocket. They drove across our yard and into the neighbor's field.

My mother and I climbed into a hovercraft and floated around the house watching them. Their yard was filled with vehicles and then a someone dug up all their bushes to use the space somehow. We decided to go wake my dad and floated around to his bedroom window. Turns out he was already awake and covered in mud. He had already been down there arguing with them and they assured him that they would fix everything after the launch.

The whole family woke up and decided to watch the launch. We were standing in their front yard and look up the hill in the neigbor's field. The rocket launched but then seemed to get off course and started heading for us. Everyone started running away. It crash landed in my folks front yard and all of us went flying due to the blast.

Next moment it was morning and we were in the house. We ran outside to check the damage and there was no evidence the rocket had ever been there. The flower beds were in perfect condition. We went to the neighbor's field and saw a military post on top of the hill. We went in and asked about the rocket but they denied having any idea about a rocket or a rocket launch.