Healing, Factory
By Firstchild, dreamt around 2001 November
Dreams one through four are not significant.
Dream five.
I'm in our flat. Mom is sitting in her chair, wanting to offer a business involving Romanian people. I feel something is not right. I say no deal. She then offers fifty-fifty. I still reply no. I look into her eyes - something evil is in there. I tell her this. She laughs out loud. I run away. For the first time, it doesn't turn into a nightmare.
I find myself on my bed, in a half-dream state. I start to say a healing chant which I use. "Now I will heal my mother, 51 years old...". I form a globe with my hands. Sometime in the chant, I say "Amen" (which I don't do when awake). At that instant, a great white light flashes and covers everything I see. It is beautiful...
I wake up a few seconds later, but my eyes hardly open. I find my hands in a globe-shape, as if they were holding a sphere. It is five o'clock in the morning. I go back to sleep.
Dream six.
We're coming out of a factory-sort of building complex. There is a nightwatch(?)'s box, where there are two guards. I take another route, behind the guard post. I think I will be spotted, but I am not. Instead, the other four people I am with go through the main entrance, and are held up by the guards. I run to the other side of the street and jump up something like 10 meters (33 feet) high, onto a porch below the roof of a building. I hide in the dark and watch how the others are doing. We have a car ready, but the others can't reach it because they are held up. One guard says, "Of course we know about Atlantis. But we have no say into the academic doctrines". They push my companions into the car.
One of the guards spot me. I try to jump on him. I miss. I rewind the whole thing, imagine something like a VCR. I jump again, onto the roof of the car. I hit one of the guards, he goes unconscious. I jump on the other guard and knock him out, too. I pick both of them up and throw them off to the ground a few feet away. The others start the car.
I wake up.
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