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Showing posts with label castle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label castle. Show all posts

Sunday, August 4, 2019

Something Is Wrong With Her Face


People are ecstatic. Oprah is coming to our building. I know beforehand that something is wrong with her. In fact, I am afraid to look at her face. Oprah arrives and walks up onto the stage in the auditorium. I am walking the halls around the auditorium, but I can see her through windows and openings. Something is wrong with her face. Every time I look, it becomes more and more contorted.

I walk away from the gathering and toward the end of the building, which is a castle. My sister, Morgan, appears. We need to fight an evil queen that resides up a set of concrete stairs. We enter the queen's throne room. I have been here once before, but Morgan has not. To me, the queens' appearance is frightening. She appears as a nine-foot, purple dragon with a tail. Standing next to her is a ghost of herself. To Morgan, the queen seems reasonable. I assume that every time one sets their eyes on the queen, she changes and deteriorates into something more sinister.

We don't end up fighting the dragon but instead talk to her. We leave the throne room and head toward the auditorium. We stop in a storage room where our friends are hiding. Everyone sits around a white table. We are the only ones who see something wrong with Oprah's face. 

I wake up

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Buzzards

Dream 9/26/2017



I create a new game. I take a billiards table and transform it. The green table cloth now has several holes in it. Two big holes on the ends and one small hole in the middle. The two big holes are called "the mountain" and the small hole in the middle is "the source." I also plan to put several holes surrounding the middle hole called "the buzzards." The object of the game is to throw four dark blue or red billiard balls at once. The balls must hit the edge of the opposite side and then roll into the "source" hole. The balls must avoid the "buzzards."

I set up dozens of tables in my home and create a business out of my game. People come and play. They pay me money for my entertainment.

At one point, I am captured and taken to a building similar to a castle. I decide to escape. I help others who are with me. We make it out. I swim down a river. Underneath me are hammerhead sharks. I've heard that if you swim above hammerheads, they cannot see you because of the position of their eyes. I swim above them and have no issues. Dream ends.

I wake up