Sunday, October 30, 2005
Flying Again
Long dream... just snips and snaps... endless winding winding along a mountain road, going where??? Linda and Richard, later Jacqui and Doug and Mother. Then in a room with a bunch of other people. I look out a window and see ... how to describe it ... a gated arch structure hovering in the air. Then there's 2, 3. I look out another window and see more. Someone says there are 9 of them. What's going on? Then a small squarish hovering vehicle makes its way into the room. We are trying to peer inside to see if there are tiny creatures in there. Somehow, the top opens up, and it's a mess in there. At some point, I turn it upside down, and then there's a bunch of smallish Chinese-looking people and a general-looking type in there. They have technology... The general guy says, Now we have all your technology, and we see things on screens things that look very familiar. (Can't tell you what now.) The general guy starts ranting and raving and trying to boss us around. I think he is really bad news, and I take some kind of jar (?) and put it on his head ( he's still small) and turn him upside down again. It all goes back into a mess again.
Then I am looking into a small room that tilts downward and has an open door at the end that appears to be over a precipice. I won't even step into the room to look and see what's out there. I'm too scared. There are 2 guys in there. I ask them what they are doing. Don't remember the response. One of them wants me to put some weird contraption on my head and get in a chute and be sent out that open door. I say no way and back away. Then I come back and say I'll do it. But I just fly out that open door, all of a sudden totally unafraid. I cruise around. Down below, a huge building of some kind is being constructed. At some point in all this, I somehow rescue two girls and talk to some black women who are sitting on the contruction and having lunch. They tell me it's going to be a big apartment building, maybe they will be living there later, besides working on it.
Then it's time to get out of these mountains and fly home (?). It's like it's Sunday, and there are long lines of cars snaking along the curves in the mountains. I fly and cut across, instead of following the curves of the road. It's like I hadthought to follow the road back. But I see a more distant point where the road goes to, and I fling myself out over this incredible abyss that is so deep that it's all misty below. I am not afraid. I look down and can see a river winding along very far below. I am unafraid. Another couple has followed me out there, flying too. (I should have paid more attention to them.) It's long distance. It's like I am riding a crest of darker air which all the sudden rears up like a wave about to crash. I pull myself just back from the crest, figuring if I go over with it, I will end up at the bottom and not at the top of the point where the road is that I want to reach. I hear the couple behind me say, What was that? I get to the point, but I must haul myself up and over and concrete railing.
Then somehow I am in this busy noisy town. Nothing is familiar. Where am I? Where am I going? What am I doing there?
Then I am looking into a small room that tilts downward and has an open door at the end that appears to be over a precipice. I won't even step into the room to look and see what's out there. I'm too scared. There are 2 guys in there. I ask them what they are doing. Don't remember the response. One of them wants me to put some weird contraption on my head and get in a chute and be sent out that open door. I say no way and back away. Then I come back and say I'll do it. But I just fly out that open door, all of a sudden totally unafraid. I cruise around. Down below, a huge building of some kind is being constructed. At some point in all this, I somehow rescue two girls and talk to some black women who are sitting on the contruction and having lunch. They tell me it's going to be a big apartment building, maybe they will be living there later, besides working on it.
Then it's time to get out of these mountains and fly home (?). It's like it's Sunday, and there are long lines of cars snaking along the curves in the mountains. I fly and cut across, instead of following the curves of the road. It's like I hadthought to follow the road back. But I see a more distant point where the road goes to, and I fling myself out over this incredible abyss that is so deep that it's all misty below. I am not afraid. I look down and can see a river winding along very far below. I am unafraid. Another couple has followed me out there, flying too. (I should have paid more attention to them.) It's long distance. It's like I am riding a crest of darker air which all the sudden rears up like a wave about to crash. I pull myself just back from the crest, figuring if I go over with it, I will end up at the bottom and not at the top of the point where the road is that I want to reach. I hear the couple behind me say, What was that? I get to the point, but I must haul myself up and over and concrete railing.
Then somehow I am in this busy noisy town. Nothing is familiar. Where am I? Where am I going? What am I doing there?
# posted by Zanny @ 10:03 AM 
