Tuesday, May 8, 2018

70s sedan - wedding - old casino - manifesting - stadium on the ocean

dream this morning:

i'm driving a giant 1970s sedan. we're going uphill and the hill becomes steeper and steeper. eventually the road levels out but i'm going too fast and am flying straight up through the air. they tell me not to panic tho. "think of it like a video game" they say.

next we are driving to a small brown house for a wedding. it's sunny out and the grass is green, but the lawn is covered in front and back with junk. there are a lot of people out back waiting for the wedding. i can't remember who was getting married or what happened. i don't remember getting out of the car.

at some point we are in an old casino, possibly back in time. the clientele are wearing 1920s style attire and playing a game that is half blackjack and half dice. my wife and i decide to play and sit down. we're waiting for the dealer and trying to grasp the game when i realize someone has stolen my shoes and i'm barefoot. there is some dispute with the people at the table next to us. i can't remember any details here except we end up with a small chest of coins worth a ton of money. we give some of the money to the people next to us and pocket the rest.

i'm not sure what happens between, but now we are in a castle. as we reach a room in the top of a tower, all the stones separate and fly off in opposite directions. at first i am alarmed but a small boy tells me he is learning to manifest. he goes on to say he's teaching me to manifest as well, and i recreate the movements of the stones.

eventually i see scott from lo-pan. he informs me that it's time to go to the stadium for some event. we are next to an ocean on a raised walkway. i realize the stadium is built on the ocean itself. we walk down the crowded walkway for a long time. finally we are at the top of the stadium. he says it's the biggest one ever built. it seems to go on for a mile or more. i see a field at the bottom but i have no idea what the event was.

then i woke up suddenly.








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