Dream, Saturday,April 9 2011
I was with a group of people, Oriental, in a living room. We look out the window.

There is a hurricane coming!
They decide to stay upstairs but I instinctively run downstairs to the basement to hide under a bed or at least some blankets. I run too fast and run ahead faster than the others. As I run downstairs I feel the air thickening and also the whirling concussion force of the hurricane increasing. I wake up before the hurricane hits the house and the basement.
Dream Sunday April 10, 2011
All of it weird:
Johnny Depp escapes from Police at a Bridge looking very much like the Brooklyn Bridge in New York. Night, bird's eye view. A voice narrates, "Before there would be cops here and there. But now cops are everywhere."
And from the same bird's eye view two Police prison vans appear behind the car Johnny Depp is driving and then two Police cars coming towards him on the opposite end of the bridge, both Police cars slowly driving towards him even one though Police car is the oncoming lane.
At the end of the bridge, I see Billy Joel standing in one of the bridge's supports. I cry a sweet cry because as I thought, "I love Billy Joel!" Billy Joel is a good man.
I go on to Granville and 49th. Sunny day, facing South. I elevate going straight up into the air, but I am crying but intensely laughing at the same time.
Meetings with some gangsters. I am in a kitchen, crowded with them. One of them, probably the leader sensing that I am special and sensing that laughing crying energy, suddenly puts a book up against the left side of my face and he is writing on the book using my face as a support. I disengage myself.

I go into another room. One gangster the one on the right sitting in the sofa in the other room shoots another, the one on the left sitting on the couch with a white and purple plaid shirt. The one on the right in the other room sitting on the sofa is about to shoot me, but I walk past him, in front of him and I think I shoot him.
I fly to Chinatown Vancouver. Flying through the air like swimming.
I see a bunch of people to the left of a house. My father is there. He said, "If you want to rent the house, talk to that guy." He was referring to a Chinese guy standing in a crowd of them. He looks like a younger version of an older Chinese guy I used to see around alot but never talked to. He had curly hair. In the dream, his hair was all black and he looked about 40. In real life he is about 65.
I fly on again through Chinatown, the streets.
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Afternoon nap:
I was on a ship. There is a young girl standing, wearing a grey sweatshirt. I am sitting down. She hugs me quickly. I want another hug so I say to her, "Could you hold me?"
She does and my head is at her breasts, my arms around her. Sweet.
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Dream: Monday, April 18, 2011
I was on a small plane about to go on a field trip. The plane rolls down the city streets for quite awhile. I had my camera on me aiming it at the front window of the plane, camera on zoom setting. The plane rolls down a hill and turns right and takes off into the air.
I video this with my camera and there is another plane in front of the plane I am in. There are other passengers on the plane.
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Dream, Tuesday May 3, 2011
My stepmother, young, thin, long straight hair sitting on a sofa wearing a red V neck sweater. I attempt to give her a hug to be polite but she declines the hug.
A woman leaves a bus. I do some knee kicks with my right knee a few times quickly consecutively to show that her that I am fit. There are a few people with me on that bus. I run after her. A short distance away she goes into a house the kitchen door is open. I sense she is there with a family, a father, her and two children. I peer into the kitchen doorway but I do not see them but sense they are there.
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Dream, Friday May 20, 2011
I was in a kitchen leaning over a kitchen stove with electric elements. A young lady in the hall came in and leaned next to me. I was suspicious of her and went out into the hall and reached in where she was standing, next to the stove, which was just next to the door and with my left arm grabbing her shoulder, and my right arm grabbing her waist, an aikido move, I pulled her out of the kitchen. I didn't want her there.
Then I saw her on the street. I walked next to her and suggested her to visit my apartment on Main St and Powell which we were just approaching. She walked with me but at the last minute, she walked away, she did not want to visit me at my apartment.
Interpretation: I thought of this later and thought that she did not want to follow me back to my apartment because I pulled her out of the kitchen earlier.
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Dream, Thursday May 19, 2011
I saw my cousin Rene. He was facing to the left and I saw the left side of his face. He was kneeling in front of a couch, the back of the couch to the left the couch pointing right. Above the wall that the back of the couch was against, there was a window. There was a door to the far wall way in the front on the right hand side.
Rene had coloured his hair red, but his face was unmistakable.
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Dream: Sunday May 29, 2011
I had a book. short and wide, coffee table book style. It said that the item was made 'By Mommy' and it cost $5.88. Spmeone came over and handed me a doll.
I went to the cashier. Then a legal paper sized transparency with a note written on with black felt marker, "apport control says no".
I reached for my bank card knowing that I had $20 left.
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Dream, Tuesday, May 31, 2011

In a store. A shelf. Large sized Schleich Smurfs. Shelf second from bottom. I even said that out loud in the dream.
Then, to the left a gap, a window, then another shelf, bottom shelf, regular or small sized Scleich smurfs, then behind it, Christmas birdhouses.
In a neighbourhood, Southwest corner of Heatley and Pender? I am with my father. I see someone crossing the street as my old friend Jansen, not actual name of course.
I say to my father in the old language, "That's the guy who has been bothering me!"
As Jansen goes into his house. I run after him and stop just at the front window of his house yelling, "Fucking goof!"
Note: All dreams are weird and this one is no exception.
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Dream, Friday June 10, 2011
At yet another field trip involving a small plane. This time, next to a dark coloured skyscraper reminiscent of the Empire State Building in New York, as the plane was taking off, it shot straight up! I said to the fellow passengers, "This plane goes straight up!" Dark grey plane going up, cloudy skies.
Note: I heard of British Airways' Fly Flat, but this is ridiculous! I remember lying flat on the plane seat against the gravity of the Earth as it was going vertically up. But there was some points where the plane was not going straight up but was off by a few degrees. But most of the time it was climbing straight up.
Me an expert flyer or levitator as usual. Then I walk past an impromptu baseball game in a front yard of someone's house.
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