Title: Sea life is dead;tsunami;End of World/Repaint bedroom (viewed by 2 registered dreamers, whilst MisleadingHitCount reads 2263)
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Date: Wed 6 Sep 06
The earliest I remember of this dream, I'm on base in New York. I'm walking around the fence on the outside of the base. I got a sense that something bad was going on. when I looked around, I saw a rush of water come rushing through the base. One woman ran to me and said that sea life is dead, the caps are melting, and it was the end of the world.
I went running along the fence so I was basically parallel to the water which was closing in on me. I kept imagining the water splashing through the wire fence.
The scenery changed so that I was in some building and it was dark. I was with two other people. I knew the tsunami came and washed through everything. Now it felt like a post-apocalyptic thing with survivors around.
Someone was at the door and I panicked but some guy went and opened the door. It was a friend of the guy who came in. I panicked and said, "Close the door!" The guy said, "He was afraid of the dark out there." I replied, "I'm not talking about that. I'm talking about the door." I closed and locked the door. I did understand how the guy's friend could've been terrified of being caught in the dark outside.
Eventually, the scenery changed just a tad. I was now in a room on the second story of a moderate-sized motel. I don't remember much here. Lots had happened but one scene I remember, I asked, "I was told that the sea life is dead. Is it even worth trying to keep surviving?"
Next I remember, one woman seemed to have made herself the leader of the group. She got on some speaker system and announced really loud that survivors were to come to the motel and we'd be rescued. I was baffled because there was no one to rescue us! I got really afraid when a bunch of people started running down the street towards the motel. I didn't trust survivors who might be running on pure instincts.
Eventually all the survivors came into the motel. A woman and I were talking when somehow, we both knew a big 747 was going to crash into the motel. We ran to the leader woman and told her to get everyone out of the motel or they were going to die. She refused.
The woman and I could hear the plane getting louder and louder. We both fled down the stairs (It seems like we ran down more than two flights of stairs) before we ran out of the motel. We were hurrying along the street to get away from what might be going on.
I remember that we were now walking in a woodsy area with lots of plants and flowers when we saw the group of survivors. We were surprised that the leader woman listened to us and got the survivors out of the motel. We gathered around. We never did see the plane hit the motel.
I sat at a table where this umbrella was held in place by wooden sticks. I took the umbrella down and realized the wood pieces looked like drumsticks. A woman told me that you blew into the sticks to make noise. I noticed all the drumsticks were attached to some round wooden ball in the middle so I blew into one and it made this humming type of sound.
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I'm in my bedroom when I wake. I discover that my bedroom door is open and people were coming in and out of my room. I asked, "Why is my door open?" and people were about to leave but I said, "No, you don't have to close it. I was just wondering why it was open."
And I'm not sure what happened after but I know my mother came in and she wanted me to repaint my room to white. I said, "No, if I ever repaint the room, it'll be a dark navy blue with white edging."
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