In my dream;

_I was walking past a business type building. It was an older brick building that stood three or four stories high. It seemed to be in a bad part of town.

_As I walked past the building, I saw an opening that seperated that building from the next building. At this point, something either drew me toward the opening or I was curious about what was there, anyway, I walked slowly to the opening.

_Between the two buildings was some stairs that went up toward a soft light. At the bottom of the stairs I could only see 4 or 5 steps and then it was pitch black. As I looked up toward the top of the stairs I could see a few steps at the top and then the soft light. The top of the steps seemed to be far away and the soft light opening was square like a window. I felt a strange fear inside of me or maybe it was anxiety, anyway, I wanted to see what was at the top of the stairs.

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_As I moved slowly up the stairs, I realized there was only about 1 or 2 inches between my shoulders and the wall on each side. It felt very tight between the 2 walls.

_When I got about half way to the top, something brushed across my face in the dark. At first I thought it was a spider web, but quickly realized that it felt more like some kind of thin material. Something like satin or silk. I couldn't see the material, but I senced that it was old, dusty and shredded.

_The cloth brushing against my face made me feel uneasy and I thought about going back down the stairs. After a little hesitation, I decided it was just as far to the bottom as it was to the top so I continued upward until I got to the top of the stairs.

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_At the top of the stairs, I found myself standing on a balcony and in front of me was a brick banister. The banister was at a height that I could rest my elbows on it and lean over to see what was down below.

Looking over the banister I could see several people sitting in a group, on the ground talking, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. All I could hear was mumbling.

_The ground seemed to be far away, (as did the people) and the ground was all dirt. I don't remember seeing any grass in this area and the dirt looked to be hard packed. The area looked like a camp site, but I can't remember seeing a camp fire. I do remember seeing a tent that was just past the group of people and it was big enough to hold maybe 10 people. A large tree stood to the left of the tent.

_I wanted to go down and talk to the group of people but I couldn't find any stairs or any other way down. I looked to see how long the balcony was, but I can't remember if I saw the end of it or not.

Something else happened after that but I just can't remember what it was.

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_The next thing I could remember was; I was riding on the talegate of an old pickup truck. There was a male driver and a male passenger riding in the cab and the back of the pickup truck was loaded with something that looked like stacks of stirofoam plates sealed in plastic bags.

_We were driving on a dirt road that looked like nothing more than two trails formed by cars tires driving on it. On the right side of the dirt road I could see a string of apartment type single story buildings. Between the rows of buildings was a sidewalk, then a narrow paved road and then another sidewalk. The paved road was too narrow for a car to drive on which made the buildings look very close together. On the left side of the dirt road where the pickup truck was, was grass. The grass area wasn't on a hill, but from the vehicle, I could see that the grass sloped downward.

_We drove only a short distance and I saw a man about 100 feet from the dirt road. He was on the left or grass side of the road. There were no tree's in the area and grass covered the ground as far as I could see. In front of the man, toward the dirt road was 2 fold up tables and in front of the tables was a large galvenized trash can; about 30 or 40 gallons in size.

_The driver of the pickup truck stopped and put the gearshift in reverse. He turned sharp while driving in reverse and backed onto the grass toward where the man, tables and trash can was.

_I could see the driver talking to the passenger and not paying attention to his driving and I knew he was going to back into the trash can. I started yelling at him to stop. The driver immediately slammed on his brakes and the pickup came to a sudden stop, but not until it hit the trash can. Me and what appeared to be stacks of stirofoam plates sealed in plastic bags slid off the end of the tailgate.

_I'm a little confused about what happened then, but I do remember that the three men were talking. The next thing I remember was that the driver and passenger were walking toward the apartments. I was also walking toward the apartments but not to the same street as the other two men. They were walking to a street that was 1 or 2 streets to the right of the street I was walking to.

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Okay, now, I want to stop at this point because I remembered something strange.

_I've always heard that dreams are never in color and I've never had a dream that was in color myself, but this time I did. As I walked toward the apartments, I noticed how pretty and plush and green the grass was. This wasn't the first time I saw color in this dream. At the beginning of this dream, I talked about a soft light at the top of the stairs. That light was actually a soft blue or sky blue light. I didn't want to stop at that time to talk about dreams not ever being in color so I just called it a soft light.

_The truth is, I don't think people ever dream in color so why did I? Okay, this is what has me so concerned. Maybe I didn't have a dream at all. Throughout this event, everything looked and felt like it was really happening. I felt like I was really there, so could I have been taken out of my body while I was sleeping and taken to this place? And if I was, who took me there and why? The place certainly wasn't what I perceive to be heaven, but then again it wasn't what I perceive to be hell, either. I think I know who might have taken me there, but I have no idea why or what all this means.

Now, back to my ??? dream.

_When I got to the apartment buildings, I was on the right hand side of the narrow paved road and I was standing on a narrow sidewalk. All the buildings in this area were living quarters, but they weren't like normal apartments. For one thing, I didn't see any windows and also each apartment was only a single room; about 15 feet by 15 feet in size, or maybe even smaller.

_I walked not even 15 feet and I saw the door to the first room. Past that door was about 2 or 3 feet of wall and then another door. Between the two doors, out on the sidewalk, was a wire rack. It looked, kind of like, a 2 foot wide by 4 foot tall bird cage, but actually it was a pie rack. Inside the rack I saw several pies. I looked at the pies for a little bit and then I noticed that the second door was open. Something told me I was suppose to go through the open door.

_I walked several feet into the room and turned to my left. I didn't see any light bulbs in the room, but I could see just as clear as if I was outside in the sunshine. Straight ahead of me was another door into another room. Okay, the room I was standing in had no furniture and all I saw in the room was something like a sleeping bag or a sleeping pad on the floor. I had a feeling inside myself that told me, this was my room, but not yet.

_I walked across the room to the only other door in the room and it was open. Inside that room, I saw an image of a man standing in the room, but I didn't say anything to him. I knew inside myself that this was his room, but he wasn't actually there yet. That room was just like my room. There was no furniture in it and a sleeping pad was on the floor. I walked to the door at the end of the second room and entered the third room which was the fourth and last room in that building. The third room I went into was the same as the other two rooms. No furniture was there and a sleeping pad was on the floor. An image of a man was standing in the room so I knew this was his room. I also knew that he wasn't really there yet.

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_I walked back through the two doors into the room that I perceived to be my room and found a fairly nice looking woman standing in the middle of the room. I walked up to the woman and asked her if those were her pies out in front of the building. She said, "no, they belong to a woman in the next building." She told me to follow her and she would take me there.

_I followed the woman to the door, and just outside the door, (standing by the pie rack) was another woman. The woman I was with told me, "this is the woman that baked the pies". The first woman left and I went to talk to the second woman. I asked her if she left her pies out all the time. She said, "yes, until they're all gone, then I bake some more." Then she pulled on my arm and said, "follow me." She said it as if she knew me. I followed her across the street and down to the last room in the next building.

_When I went inside the room, I knew this was her room and that she already occupied it. Her room was full of furniture, so much so that I had a hard time walking around. Even though she had a lot of furniture, I only remember two items well enough to describe. One of the items was a sofa. The sofa was in good condition, but it looked like something you would find in your great, great grandmother's house. Also I remember a fake fireplace. I knew it was fake because where the fireplace was suppose to be was just a picture of a fireplace. On each side of the picture was a 4 inch by 4 inch stained wood pole. The poles were square and went all the way to the ceiling. Above the picture of a fireplace was a shelf or mantle that ran from one pole to the other. The mantle and poles were attached to the wall and several items were placed neatly on top of the mantle.

_The woman I was with, was standing by the fake fireplace and I was walking toward the sofa. Before I got to the sofa, the woman said to me that was unimportant. I kept having this feeling that I knew her.

_At this point, the dream was just about over and nothing important happened. What happened at the end could be described in 7 or 8 words. I'm hoping that someone can explain to me what this dream meant and can tell me what the 7 or 8 words are that describes the end of my dream. I say it is 7 or 8 words because one of the words is, "didn't". If you make a ten word sentence out of it, the word "didn't" would be "did not".

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_In the Holy Bible, many people had dreams and didn't understand them. In every case, someone else could tell them what they dreamed and what it meant. I would love for someone to tell me what the end of my dream was and what it all meant.

_When my dream ended, I heard a noise in my bedroom that woke me up. My wife and I sleep in seperate bedrooms, but sometimes, early in the morning, she comes into my room to use my computer. Her computer is older and doesn't work as good as mine so when she comes into my room, sometimes it wakes me up.

_I looked toward my computer to see if my wife was there, but she wasn't so I laid my head back down on my pillow and thought about the dream I had. I couldn't get it out of my mind. I thought about the last woman I met in my dream, the one whose room I was in. I kept thinking that there was something familiar about her. She had features in her face that I recognized. Finally, I figured out who she was, or at least who I think she was.

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Okay, now I want to tell a little history that led up to this dream.

_Three years ago, my wife and I decided to move to Pensicola, Florida. At first, we went there just to see if we would like living there. After three months, we fell in love with Florida so we decided to move there permanently.

_Our home was in Texas, about 20 miles from the New Mexico state line. We drove back to Texas and sold a bunch of stuff, gave stuff away, and threw away stuff that nobody wanted. Things that we wanted to keep, we loaded into a small two wheel trailer that we could tow behind our car. We didn't want to leave our house vacant so we moved my mother-in-law into it. We finished everything we wanted to do in Texas and planned to head back to Florida the next day.

_That evening we went to visit my wife's aunt who lived only two blocks from our house. My wife's aunt lived all alone and she was 87 years old.

_While we were there, my wife's aunt fell and broke her hip. This immediately changed all of our plans. My wife refused to go back to Florida until her aunt was healed and could walk again. My wife was convinced that if she went back to Florida, her aunt would be sent to a nursing home. She always said that none of her aunts or her mother would ever be sent to a nursing home as long as she was alive and could take care of them.

_My wife and I moved into her aunts house to take care of her until she could take care of herself, but we didn't know that the sorry doctor she had, never planned on letting her walk again. During the next three years, he replaced her hip 4 times. After her first surgery, we tried to find another doctor to do the job right, but after one doctor ruins an elderly patients hip, no other doctor is willing to accept that person as a patient. So, my wife's aunt was stuck with a doctor that should be in prison for deliberately keeping her hip messed up so he could suck money out of medicaid. As you can see, I'm very angry about what that so called doctor did to my wife's aunt.

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_During that three years, the only times I was ever away from my wife's aunt was when she was in the hospital and for 6 months when I went to England to help my son. He was in the Air Force and at one point, while he was in England, he had a car accident that caused him to loose his drivers license. Everytime he or his family needed to go somewhere they had to use a taxi and it was keeping them in a financial mess. My son lived in a house in Brandon, about 20 miles from the airbase that he worked at. My son was 19 years old at the time and his wife was 17 years old. They also had a baby. My son wasn't allowed to drive and his wife was too young to get a license so I flew to England so I could drive them to wherever they needed to go.

_After I came back to Texas from England, I did anything I could to make life easier for my wife's aunt. I fixed breakfast and other meals for her many times, times that my wife couldn't. I put her socks and shoes on her feet very often. I walked with her three times a day around the house as part of her physical therephy. I did a lot of work on her house and I kept the house somewhat clean. Anything my wife's aunt wanted me to do, I did. The point I'm trying to make is, in the two and a half years that my wife's aunt and I lived in the same house, we developed respect for each other. In fact, I would call it love.

The woman at the end of my dream, I believe, was my wife's aunt.

_I'm not saying my wife's or my wife's aunt's names deliberately just in case it might offend someone so please bare with me even though it looks awkward.

Okay, now, everyone I met or seen in my dream appeared to be about 30 years old, as did the woman, I think was my wife's aunt. I didn't see any children or elderly people and no one was overweight or underweight. Everyone looked like they were the same age. The first time I ever met my wife's aunt, she was in her mid 60's. When she died, which was three months ago, she was 90 years old. If I had seen her when she was 30 years old, I might would have recognized her in my dream.

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If you have had a dream that you don't understand and would like to find someone that can interpute it for you, send it to me at either email address above and I'll post it. Who knows, maybe someone out there can tell us what these dreams mean. Please be honest about your dream and tell only what you dreamed. Don't add anything to it to make it sound better. Dreams are strange. Little dreams that seems like nothing can mean a lot and complicated dreams can mean nothing so just be honest and maybe you can get an honest interputation. Also, I refuse to post any sexually explicit dreams.

Thank You !________
Lemuel McRorey
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