Place withheld · 2011-09-29 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
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<PERSON>, <PERSON>, and I lived in a very odd shaped (what I assume to be) apartment. The kitchen was shitty and small with chipped tile counters and off white cupboards. The entry/main room was circular shaped with wooden floors and a lit fireplace, giving the room a warm glow. For some reason <PERSON> (my very least favorite yoga teacher EVER in waking life) came over. I was super annoyed to see her there. The 3 of us were showing her around the apartment. I kept standing with my arms crossed, groaning at every fake comment she gave. Then we walked into a really big separate living space. The room was fashioned in a way like <PERSON> from <PERSON>. Something splits in the air, like a portal. The portal shows us things visually like a movie screen (like the one in <PERSON>). I cannot remember all of the details here but we all sat there for a really long time as the story of who <PERSON> great grandchild was. It turned out that I was <PERSON> great granddaughter. Everyone looked at me in surprise but I did not really think that it was a big deal. We all walk out of the room and Lis just sort of disappears. Then I open the door of a room next to it. I giant viper snake, probably 50 ft long and as wide as a human, was waiting inside. The front part of his body and head was lifted off of the ground so that he was as tall as me. As soon as I saw him I jumped out of the room and slammed the door behind me. He has lunged for me but smacked against the door as I slammed it. <PERSON> kept talking about how that snake was known as the 1,000 ft long snake. Obviously he was wrong but I did not correct him. I started to crack jokes to <PERSON> about how we should throw Lis's tiny butt in there with the snake. The two of us were laughing. I decided that since I was <PERSON> great granddaughter, it would be safe for me to enter the room. There was something in the room that I wanted to get out, but I cannot remember what exactly it was now. I walk into the room and move slowly to the item, never taking my gaze off of the snake. The snake watches me but stays still. Then the snake made its way to the door and slowly exited the apartment. <PERSON> and <PERSON> were petrified in fear as it slinked past them. I was totally casual about the snake and I began to mock them for being "pussy's". *Memory laps* I am now in a huge building, much like a very unoccupied hospital with TONS of long narrow white hallways and rooms with hospital beds. I believe it was located in Missoula Montana for some reason. <PERSON> may have somehow been involved here. I was walking down a bunch of hallways and laughing in a DC friend. She is a lot like a mix of my waking life friend <PERSON> and this blonde girl I met once, <PERSON>. We were running around like little kids, trying to hide from doctors. Finally we get caught by a nurse and I tell her I want to get a check up. She brings me to a bed and I lay down. My DC friend giggles and fly's off (really <PERSON>... did not realize that I am dreaming...?). I sit there excitedly playing with my thumbs, waiting for the doctor. I turn to the nurse and ask her how much its going to cost. She explains that it will cost me $1,400 just for sitting in the bed and I immediately jump out of the bed and say never mind to her. I explain to her that I feel fine now and I leave.
1. I was in my friend <PERSON>'s house with <PERSON> himself, his sister <PERSON>, and <PERSON>. We had all been sitting down on the couch just relaxing until <PERSON> called and said that h…
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I was at the farm house. (This is the most jumpy dream I remember having) Many people were there. I took <PERSON> upstairs to the bedroom to play with my nieces. The bed had a canopy over it…
the accounts read alike, found by meaning rather than by shared details
I was in the living room. My dad showed me a music video. The guy singing looked like <PERSON> (<PERSON>) but I said it was the Goo Goo Dolls and my dad agreed. 3 cats ran to the living room…
the accounts read alike, found by meaning rather than by shared details
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