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Dreaming of Modeling School

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Dream from the mailbag: 

Ok here it goes…
I remember me at a modeling school and like me and a lot of other girls were like in a competition. I remember running and then I remember us going back to class. I also remember looking at my cell phone and the time was 250am so I call my aunt and she was asking me what last name did my daughter give to the school then I said something bout her being married recently. And after that I was going through a crowd talking to sum girl that I would see n high school in real life..and she was telling me that the modeling is hard and I was agreeing with her so the next thing I know these gang guys are following me and I remember getting in my husband truck but before that I called him to see which way do I get out of the college and I was going the wrong way. ok so anyways I ended up in my boss office asking her I wanna come back to wrk that I quit school and she was saying of course but first she needs to see my profile and that’s when I hear a voice saying Ana 7 months pregnant and I was rubbing my tummy and my husband was shaking my supervisor hand then he turn off my boss computer.
So that was my dream. Its a lil weird I know but I need help. I dream about this school or college more than once..its the same building too. So can you plz help me.thanks for ur tyme:-)

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Dreaming of High School Again?

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Dream from the mailbag: 

Hey, I have another strange dream for you if you’re up to it. It seems to be in line with the common themes of all my dreams. I’ll admit, I wrote it down immediately after I woke up and have been trying to decode it myself; that didn’t work, there is are still things I don’t get. So I was hoping you could give it a try.

It starts out at a high school, and I’m a student. The school is completely foreign to me, I have no memory of ever seeing it in waking life. Anyway, I’m late for school (common theme being late though I am NEVER late in waking life) and when I get there there’s this girl hanging out with my “clique”and me and my best friend (in dream land, not real life. Again, never seen this person in waking life) get to know her and I start hanging out with her more. The strange part about this dream is the fact that a long period of time passes from beginning to end. It starts in high school and ends up somewhere in college. I’ll get to that in a little though.

Anyways, my best friend gets mad and tells me this girl is going to betray me and I better watch out. Time goes by and suddenly this girl is my best friend and my original friend has New friends. I remember specifically standing by my locker and she walks by. I try to talk to her and she slams MY locker closed and storms off with her new friends. More time passes and now I’m living in some institution (college ) and attending a class with my new best friend. The teacher is my waking life psychology professor. Weird. After class my best friend and I get into it over her boyfriend staying in our room or something to that effect. I leave the campus, but don’t make it very far. The stairs leading to the edge of institute are broken. On the ground, there are children playing. I also notice a huge fence, but its broken in some spots. There is a strange blue creature hanging around the fence and, but since its not bothering the children, I decided to jump down and make a run for it. At this point I become lucid. Even so, the creature comes after me. I run from it, but it corners me. I try asking it what it is why its here and what its purpose is. No response, as usual but he did point to the kids and nod. I walk off, as I am lucid now and have a little control. Then somehow, I’m on a beach with a cove. The waves a crashing violently and getting worse. I suddenly want back in the institution as I am frightened. However I can’t remember how to get back. My lucidity is slipping away as I walk down through the cove. I run into my original best friend, back from the dream high school. I feel like I hadn’t seen her in ages!! We hug and I tell her something along the lines of me not wanting my new life. The next thing I remember is being in the car with her and driving through what looks like the mountains and hills of California’s bay area (where I am from, by the way) and I don’t really remember us talking. We finally end up at my elementary school and then….my alarm clock went off and I awoke!!!

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Dreaming of Being a Post-apocalyptic Refugee on the Moon

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A dream I had 8/23/05 when I was in college. Edited for grammar and flow/clarity, but dream events have not been changed.

The scene opens to a bunch of people and myself standing on “the moon.” I say the moon, but I don’t mean white rocks & craters–I mean, there were rocks and craters, but we weren’t standing directly on them. We were standing on some sort of ebony balcony-looking structure. It wasn’t that elevated off the ground, but we were penned in. If you played the video game Chrono Trigger, it looked like the End of Time location. From where I was standing, I could see that the moon had no sky. I know this because I could see the earth from where I was and I felt a weird longing feeling for it. I could also see the rest of outer space. It’s mostly black with whiteness scattered all around. I also felt this incredible vastness that encompassed the moon, the earth, and everything else in the universe. I could literally feel it. I remember there was more than one level to the balcony structure, because I had to go down a level to talk to some of the people. They were all strangers to me. I did not know one familiar face.

Immediately I took in the fact that we arrived here because there was a nuclear war that destroyed most of the earth. My dream started right after the world’s population was shipped to the moon. So the balcony’s all crowded. Think of, I dunno, the crowdedness of the rafts people got on when they had to evacuate the Titanic. It was like this, but on a larger scale. I remember everyone wore dark old-style (1930s? something like that) clothing.

The prime concern at the moment where my dream opens was that we had no food. Everyone became suspicious of one another. We knew we had to locate some food on the moon, but as far as we could tell, there was none. There was that dog-eat-dog thing going on. I remember everyone was looking at each other shifty-eyed. I felt like i could tell some people were plotting to kill the people next to them to eliminate the competition. There was tension in the air.

The earth didn’t look totally obliterated. Some backstory flooded my head and I became aware that only the majority of cities were destroyed, it’s not like everything was gone. There were ruins, and apparently some parts of the earth were still inhabited by people who chose to stay.

The tension was escalating and people were getting hungrier. Then someone suggested we make a trip back to the earth to get some food. (I don’t understand why they would assume that there was food there, but whatever) so we went.

In the next scene, everyone’s at “the UCLA ruins.” It was weird, because people were flying around (literally flying) in a giddy mood like it was paradise. Irony. All the buildings were in a shambles. Everything was unhinged and scattered and torn apart.

I found a house amidst the ruins. It was lopsided & cottage/hut-looking. For some reason I thought of hobbit’s houses.. I guess it was something like that. I went inside because I guess I wanted the full story about the nuclear war and how we came to find refuge on the moon (since my dream had opened up after the fact).

I go in and there’s a little bald man with glasses at some old fashioned wooden table. I start inquiring about the war that caused the ruin of the world. He claims he doesn’t know what the hell I’m talking about. What war? he says. For a split second I feel like I imagined the whole thing because he acts like the information is preposterous.

Then i notice a sign on the table with his name on it. By some weird phenomenon, I am able to deduce that this name-tag of sorts somehow reveals that he was a UCLA physics professor, & thus, he knows more about the nuclear war than he’s letting on! So i tell him this. I accuse him of withholding information from me. He relents and tells me the back-story of the war.

Everything gets hazy, and I am unable to recall what he told me.

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