Just Beyond The Trees

Dream 8/22/2017

I am living in a time when great war has killed off major population centers around the world. Now, there are a few people scattered here and there. Gangs of evil men roam the earth as well.

I am living off the land. I've found an abandoned tree house-like structure. I climb up onto the second floor and that is where I sleep. I can't sleep on the third floor because there is no roof. The rain would surely get me. I do have a couple of friends.

I herd sheep. It's a nice way to have clothing and the occasional lamb chop. One day, I walk down a hill near my pasture. I've never entered this area before because of the high brush. When I get to the bottom of the hill, I find myself in a dense, dark forest. I see wolves just beyond the trees.

Evil men have come onto our land. We know these men. They know us. My two friends and I hide in a small shack. Two of the evil men walk up to the shack. At first, I don't think they see us. We keep very still. Then, the evil man opens the door. He aims his gun at my friend's head and shoots. He closes the door. My friend is dead. The evil man opens the door again, aims his gun at my other friend and shoots. He is dead. The evil man knows that I am here but decides to keep me alive. I guess to him, the gift of loneliness and grief is much worse than death itself. The evil men leave my land.

I jump into a large front loader. I don't think it is mine. It must belong to the evil men. I drive away from my land forever, looking for a new place to call home. The evil men are on my trail and they are blazing down the country roads in search of me.

I come across a man in a semi-truck. I will call him "Bill." I tell Bill who I am and what I've been through. He allows me to join his people. I follow him back to his home. He opens his barn doors for me to hide the front loader. As I jump out of the loader and exit the barn I tell him that I am a hard worker and I won't be any trouble. Bill's wife is here as well.

The next day, our village goes to work. We travel down the road a bit to a small farm plot. Just when we get there, the evil men in search of me show up. They ask Bill if he or his people has seen me. At this time, I am in a large truck. Two kids are with me. I slowly open the doors and let them out. I keep my face hidden by a yellow toboggan hat I am wearing. The men walk around the farm to have a look. I stand perfectly still next to the a truck, hoping they don't walk my way.

The evil men leave. I am free at last. Our people get to work. Bill calls me over to pick up a pile of dirt and leaves with a bobcat skid steer. Dream ends.

I wake up

Coward

Dream 2/4/2017

     I am in a small, western town, similar to the towns you would find in the 1800's wild west. My dad is here as well.

     A band of bad men storm our little town and start terrorizing the people here. I run to a shed far away from these evil men. I hide outside the shed, in between the shed wall and a barbed wire fence. I grab four or five blue and red milk crates and cover myself with them. I am hiding although I should be fighting for the safety of my townspeople. My dad comes and discovers my cowardice. Dream ends.

I WAKE UP

Black Powder

Nightmare 1/13/2015

A group of black guys don't like the fact that my family is white.

     I try to explain to them that I have no problems with people of color. I even went to prom with a black girl. They don't care. I'm still white. 

     They pull out a gun and aim it my way. I start to walk away slowly, knowing that at any second, I will be dead. I hear many shots go off, but no bullets hit me. I fall to the ground and pretend that I've been hit. I try my best to hold my breath but it is difficult. They know that I am still alive. I jump up and run away. They never catch me.

     They make their way to my sisters house. She calls the police and begs them to come quickly. When they arrive, over an hour later, they find my sister and her entire family murdered. Nightmare ends.

I wake up.

Five Guys, Bikers and Cries

Dream 2-9-14

My brother-in-law, Chad, and me are driving through our old hometown of Anderson, IN. We are hungry. I think we should eat at Taco Bell. Chad thinks we should eat at Five Guys, Burgers and Fries. Chad decides that he is right. We drive to Five Guys.

We enter the restaurant, which is mostly empty with the exception of a few guests over in the corner. We walk up to the counter to give our order. We both get a burger and fries. We sit down. I overhear a girl across the room say that she wants to be a hot dog vendor. I find that fascinating because I too want to be a hot dog vendor.

We finish our food. As we walk out of the restaurant, I stop by the girls table and tell her about my hot dog aspirations. She tells me that she also wants to work in ministry. I find that incredible because I too want to work in ministry. 

Suddenly, my mother is there. She tells me how her foot is killing her and that I should pray for it.

I start to command the pain to leave her foot. The girl in the restaurant begins to pray for her as well. I ask my mom to stand and try to walk on it. She does. Her foot is healed.

We all walk out of the restaurant together. We walk behind the restaurant into a open field. As we walk, a biker gang swarms in and surrounds us. Each member of the gang has layers of cloth wrapped around their face. They seem dangerous. We make a run for our vehicles. Several men from the gang try to punch my mom. I protect her. We make it to our vehicle and drive away. The gang follows us.

Driving down the road we find that we are running out of gas. Our car starts to sputter. Driving next to us is a truck. I, being in the passenger seat, roll down my window and flag the truck down. The man in the truck lowers his window. Low and behold, it's my friend Jake. He happily decides to lend his helping hand. We climb into  his truck and drive away. Dream ends.

I wake up.