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10:03:2005 Entry: "Ann : DREAM: Tree Tornado"
DREAM: Tree Tornado
I was travelling with my mom, who was driving, although my mom doesn't drive. We were going west on Mountain Street in Fort Collins and were in front of where Steele's used to be when the weather got bad. There was a tornado in the former Steele's parking lot. It looked like a humungous poplar tree, as the funnel cloud was covered with green leaves, like a huge bush. I was confused and scared and felt we should get out of there, but she continued travelling west, which was probably a wise thing to do as tornados seldom track west. We end up at an old house; I can't tell if this is my house or not. It has multiple levels and is on a hill, but it has victorian built-ins like a strange looking wooden fireplace which has a piano-table type bench that fits into it. I was standing looking at this strange structure; there was still ash on the wooden floor from the previous occupant. I think Stan is there and he says that he can't find Plato. I'm thinking that maybe he got outside because the bad storm blew a window or door open. We call for him, and we go into a garage/basement type room that is halfway below ground. I see Plato, although his nose is longer. He looks like he has a sore on the top of his head which looks like a 3rd eye. I worry that he got injured from the storm. He is lying on a cot. It looks like people are on the cot as well. Somehow people from Depressions are there, and we're at some sort of presentation. I sit down on a stuffed upholstered chair. I realize another woman is sitting there too, but she says it's ok if I sit there. It was all a bit creepy.
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It sounds like the kind of dream a person might have before traveling. It is very strange though - people from depressions?
Posted by Stan @ 09:19:2005:07:29 PM CST
By Ann @ 20:49 AM CST:10:03:05 ..::Link::..
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