Twilight and the Bay Cave

I am in the car with a young man who I think is my younger brother. He kind of looks like me, and has the same hair color and eyes but is smaller. We are driving in San Francisco. The sky is really remarkable - my favorite color of twilight sky that a sort of blue-green. I kind of marvel at the sky for a little while. I notice the outline of the transamerica pyramid in SF. Then I am on a bridge. My brother is still in the car. The bridge suddenly stops at about mid-way and the car falls into the Bay water.

The next thing I know I am on some sort of beach. It is still that same twilight color. There is a cabana with a woman working there and a few other people. Someone asks my brother and I if we'd like to take a look for my car under the water. I say 'sure' and now I am at the edge of the ocean. This next part is weird: The water is being propped up by wooden planking - like its a flat surface that can be held up. The inside of looks like a cave.

My brother runs right inside to look for the car but I hang behind and check the wooden support system and the ceiling to make sure its safe. There is a guide with a light. We go through two different cave chambers but when we get to the third chamber where my car is supposed to be something makes me afraid and I tell my brother to get out of there. We both start to run.

Driving Out of Control

I am driving a car that I can not control. I zoom through intersections with red lights but I can't break for some reason. Some of the intersections have dozens of police lights around them. No one is chasing me yet but I am afraid that they will soon. As I continue to drive out of control I hear someone lighting a cigarette. I turn to my right. A female friend is smoking and looking very relaxed in the passenger seat. I yell at her, "If you knew how to stop the car then why didn't you tell me?!"

Decapitation and the Strange Dinner Party.

I am in a large metal room with a large rectangular table. On the table are two glasses of water. I am with two friends that I recognize, one male and one female. The female friend tells me that one glass of water will send me to the beginning and one will send me to the end. We discuss it and I express my concern that I will be executed in one or the other (or maybe both - this part is still unclear). I choose the glass on the right.

I sort of extend my arms out in a diving or praying posture toward the glass. It was as if my body sort of elongated and moved through the glass of water and I could see that the water was a tunnel. At one point I got stuck about half-way through and my female friend had to tip my legs over the end of the table. Then I slid down the tunnel like a slide. I saw that I was reaching the end. I try to veer left to avoid the executioner. I fail. I come out the right side and he slices my head off with one clean sweep of an axe.

Despite the fact that I should obviously be dead I am still alive and aware. Someone picks my head up and re-attaches it to a new body. The body is a gold/bronze color. I realize that I am able to control this body like it were my own. I am in a room with another long rectangular table and a group of strange-looking/acting people are having a sort of masquerade dinner party. I am sitting at the head of the table. My two friends arrive through the tunnel and I am frustrated to realize that their heads have not been chopped off.

At one point I get up from the table and see my own severed head on the ground. I turn to around and ask if someone will put my head in the freezer because I don't want it to decay. A man comes over and examines my head for a minute, making sure that it's not "beyond repair." He says it is still okay and then takes it off to the freezer.

My Parents are Dead

I am at church with my grandmother who recently died. We are watching what is going on up front near the alter and then she is suddenly at the alter standing in line with a few other people. I wonder if I should go up to the front and stand with her.

Then church is over and I am outside near my car. It is dark outside. I decide to call my parents at their house using my cell phone. It rings a few times and then a female voice answers. She says, "this is Inspector . This must be Michael. Your parents have both been murdered. Please report here for questioning."

I do not know what to do or what to feel. I suspect that some of my own recent activities with the Sudanese have something to do with their death. I consider it to be my fault but decide against telling the inspector for now.

Then I am at my home/my parents home. My sister has not returned home yet. First I am alone and then some acquaintances appear in my kitchen, smoking pot and drinking. Then they are gone and I am with my sister. We are talking about funeral arrangements. I am overwhelmed because I have never organized this before. I have sudden respect for my mother for arranging things for my grandmother. I am also considering moving out of the house because my parents were murdered here and I don't feel safe.

Then someone knocks on the garage. I tell my sister to come out with me but to run if there is any sign of trouble. I open the garage. A man about my age is outside. At first he wants to just use my phone or something and when I tell him 'no' he tries to force his way inside. I lunge at him to try and take him down. I turn and see that my sister has already fled.

Ape Game

I am in some kind of game simulation. I am playing an ape man, somewhere near the dawn of civilisation. I am trying to figure out how to advance. I learn that I need to build patches of farm. I see the whole thing from up above like a game board.

After I build my farm squares some disaster rolls in and replaces all my cultivated farm with jungle. I feel frustrated. I decide to move to a space above the regular board in a small patch of land between to sheer cliffs (or maybe the land just floats in mid-air). I recognize that I will be safe hear for a while.

Holding a Baby

Dreamt I was holding a tiny baby in my arms. I tried to hold it correctly but its nexk kept rolling around. Some woman yelled at me that I was going to break its neck if I wasn't careful and that I may have already done too much damage.

Later, I saw a the baby. It was a young girl toddler. She seemed healthy and I felt relief. I was also felt surprised and pleased that it was a girl.