expr:class='"loading" + data:blog.mobileClass'>
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts
Showing posts with label history. Show all posts

Friday, March 24, 2017

Legendary

Dream 3/24/2017



I start crying in my living room. My sisters and brother-in-law are there. I fall to the ground, sobbing and I pull a blanket over my head. They comfort me. They know why I am crying. I feel as though I've wasted my life away and I have no purpose. My older sister reads me a quote from Abraham Lincoln which reads, "someone once asked me how I became such an historical figure. And I told them 'if you live your life as though you are a legend, then you will be one.'" Dream ends.

I wake up.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Death of a Loved One

Dream 3/5/2017



     One of my high school teachers has died. We attend his funeral at Oberland Cemetery. Hundreds of gatherers sit off to the side while the students stand by the casket. I along with a few other students, help to lower the casket into the grave.

I wake up.

Friday, April 8, 2016

The Twin Towers

Dream 4/8/2016




     September 11, 2001. I'm visiting the World Trade Center, conducting business on the fifth floor. All of a sudden, I hear a loud noise and the building starts to shake. I immediately think to escape. I see a line for the elevators, I skip it and run toward the stairs. The stairwell is packed too but eventually I make it outside. When I get out, I look up. I don't see smoke at the top of the building. Did the plane go in? I ask people standing around me if they saw a plane. I try to watch for the second tower, to see if a plane causes the destruction, at the same time I am running toward a parking lot adjacent to the WTC property.

     There is a small building at the corner of the parking lot. I run to it. In it, I find many stray people and my dialysis nurse, Laura. She says that it's time for treatment. I sit down and she pokes me with two needles the size of roofing nails. I whisper to her, "you and I both know what happens, the tower is going to fall. What do I do when that happens?" She tells me that she will get me a mask..

     Once again, everything begins to shake. I know what is happening. I hear screams all around me. Laura walks over to me and places a hospital mask on my face. I throw on my hood, close my eyes, and cover my face. I know when the smoke and dust enters the building because the screams escalate. I feel the soot when it hits me. I feel myself move. I hit the wall. Later when I would open my eyes, I would find that the soot moved me about five feet across the room.

     The room is taken over by dust and soot. Everywhere. Part of the building was destroyed when the tower collapsed. Much of the roof is missing. I look out the window to see if I can see the remaining tower. A man tells me, "it's over there." I look to where he's pointing. I see it. It looks further away.

     After my dialysis treatment is finished. I get in a car and try to leave the city. The people that I'm with comment on how different the city looks without the towers. As I'm driving, building #7 collapses behind me. I see the whole thing. Dream ends.

I wake up

Thursday, February 13, 2014

Under The Influence

Dream 2-13-14 




I'm back in my old high school. It's been turned into an elementary school. Kids are everywhere. A lady is here. She is trying to convince 6 year olds of liberalism. Her group grows. They walk around recruiting little progressive democrats. 
As I see this, I become motivated and start to recruit little 6 year old conservatives. Our groups march around the school. 
My little conservatives sneak out of the building. We march down Columbus Ave. toward a museum. We walk into the museum. It's Conner Prairie in a building. The kids walk around and learn about American history. I find a figurine that sings. You can type your name in and the figurine will add it to the song. I call the kids over. They each type their names in. They find it amusing. Dream ends.

I wake up.

Unschooled

Dream 2-3-14




I'm on a field trip. I don't see a teacher, only students. We stop at a mysterious building. The building doesn't have walls. Weaving in and out of the building is a small rollercoaster. The students and I climb on to the ride. The ride starts. We go around and around and have lots of fun. A friend of mine says, "look, it's Elvis." When the ride comes to a stop, we climb off and walk through the building. We find a wax figure of Elvis staring through a window to the outside.
-
I'm running late to school today. I walk into the building and go to my locker. I grab my history book for class. I walk to Mr. Chaplins room. When I walk in, the teacher reminds me that I am missing two pieces of candy and a book that shows the comparisons of two countries. I can't remember the countries. I walk back out to the hallway. Back to my locker to get the right material. I find the book and the candy. On my way back to class I realize that I'm not wearing any pants. I grow stricken with anxiety. I grab the bag that I am holding and I look in it. At the bottom of the bag is a pair of jeans. I walk to the end of the hallway, sneaking past rooms where students can see me. I put on my pants. Although the pants are too big, I walk back to the classroom. Dream ends.

I wake up.