Only in your dreams

hmm..interesting about evil dreams. I don't know if I have had those before. A hostess cupcake with big fangs chasing me seemed pretty evil tho.And so did my vampire dreams I had as a kid.

I do dream in color and it's quite pleasant. I have those de-processing dreams sometimes too and i kind of do not like those at all, i don't feel I am learning anything deeper from those.

yeah I know. I have had dreams I can't even figure out what so ever. If it has any sign of being work related I disregard it as torture in my dreams LOL.

About a year ago maybe less than,I dreamed I saw Mount Rushmore sliding down hill .

I remember a school lunchroom and others waiting on such a long cafeteria line,I also recall that I did not wait on the line but instead went out doors onto the campus area and there I notice a fire/ smoke like cloud in the distance ,over the mountains, I tried to warn to the people in the cafeteria but no one would listen.And then I saw the mountain falling.


As the mountain of Rushmore with the presidents was falling ,sliding downhill I saw another mountain like the color of field dirt which the sliding mount Rushmore crashed into it which halted it's falling down.It took a hit and was a bit battered and I could notice President Washington and the look of concern in his eyes,and somehow I was able to understand or know his feelings,they were of grief , anger, sadness and love all together.
Ans the expression on his face was stern and yet sad too.

I had not even spoken of George Washington eve before that dream,never really knew much about him,except tales that were not true but since that dream, I began to seek more of him .
He is America's Father,and a good Father Figure he is.

Yeah that one still makes me wonder why and what it meant or means.What about this one???I had this dream about one month ago.I hope i can explain this here ,it was an odd one.
Again I have not thought of him in a long time,not since he was in office, I also have not seen or heard him on the news.
He was in a room,it was a secretive area,the room had long black curtains that could close for privacy if he wanted them to be closed,the room was lower into the ground like a drop floor or something???I was walking in the hall and as i passed by this unknown area he called out to me and got my attention so I stopped and listened to what he wanted and in doing so I noticed
he had a red and black striped sweater on the kind that you pull over your head,the stripes were thick. By his side was his son, who wore the exact sweater as he did .The boy was very young and had black curly hair. I remember their was a difference about the two and yet it was his son.
G.W.Bush whispered to me to come into the room with him,he seemed to be sort of in hiding or staying out of sight???He asked me to get him a cigarette which I didn't want to do,he tried to talk me into getting him one but somehow I knew he had quit smoking and his wife would of been upset, and I didn't want to be the blame of that.
He said forget it about the cigarette when he understood I cared about his wife's feeling on the matter would of been.From there we began to talk about air craft
At this time we were both sitting I think on the floor and he G.W Bush was leaning back on me with his head in my lap.He showed me a helmet he had ,it was shaped like something an Egyptian Pharaoh would wear except it was a helmet.It was clear in color,transparent.He told me to listen as he spoke to me through it.He placed the helmet on himself and leaned back again onto my lap, I heard his voice come out the crown head area of the helmet ,the voice sound different in tone and rhythm now.
So then I appear in another place,I think it was N.Y I saw three fighter jets in the sky flying from the left to the right and I thought I was late for the parade.I waited on some area that was higher than ground level because I wanted to see the jets fly by again and i wanted to see the president again too.As I waited there was a crowd of people waiting too, the jets flew by us this time like as a stealth would glide in mid air slowly if it wanted to.I n front of the jets there was a drummer and as the drummer was drumming I noticed his head moved ever so fast like demons would move their heads side to side quickly in movies.As the drummer did this I could prominently see his nose more so than any other of his facial features.The drum was a very light blue and silver, behind him were the fighter jets, they stopped in mid air so G.W Bush could wave hello, to me.In which he sat up to do because he was laying back low in the jet on his back in the same position as he was when he was talking with me.
I saw as he waved that he was wearing that helmet and also this time he wore a mask underneath the helmet which was a mask of a hog or a swine.
I waved back to him and for some reason was not fearful of him and his mask. After he laid back down,in the same position as he did when he spoke with me while having his head in my lap.I knew he was more so secretive and kept out of sight to where no one could see or know he was there, in that dream.
Now what would a dream like that represent?

It is a dream for me to reach the essential in everyone I meet. A dream as in an objective, an ideal. Yet it's not always easy to go beyond the mask. 

It becomes the task of my life. What is in the ring everyday. 

Yes I have dreams that come true...