Dream 11/17/2010

I woke up on a grassy field with some retamians. I was drunk the night before but couldn't remember a thing. Apparently, the guy I woke up next to, I had sex with the night before while drunk. So I freak out a little.
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Then, Will gets all demon possessed and puts white paint on a bunch of people covering their face, hands and feet. So, we end up chasing him. I chase him into a ten story high school. The high school is really maze like, and I get lost. At one point I end up in the library and am able to find my way from there. Finally we exit the building through some sort of deeply sunken back door. I am with a few retamians again and we have caught up with demon Will. I rebuke the demon inside him, which leaves instantly. Unfortunately, the moment the demon leaves, Will's body crumbles into nothing and his spirit and soul, which are still alive, sink into a patch of dirt. I then pray, mark the patch of dirt then breath on it. I pray again. As I am praying, a body rises from the dirt fully clothed. Will is inside this body, and it is now him. The body, however, is much different than what he previously had. It was smaller, skinnier and more lanky. He had a skinny face with a small chin all covered in freckles and long richly colored orangeish reddish brown hair.
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The Dream moves on. I am in the same metropolis that the high school skyscraper was located. For some reason the city is quickly flooding. I run up the stairs of a tall building onto the roof. from there, I jump from building to building until I reach a building with tall bleachers on the top with lots of people their taking refuge. They seem to feel safe there, for what flood would cover a twenty plus story building? right? After I scramble to the top of the bleachers, I look around to consider my options. The water level is already more than half way up the build i am on, which means there is no guarantee that this place is safe. Too one side I consider the tallest building in the city. It is the tallest point, and if any place is going to be above the water, it would be that building. If i went there, I would be stranded in that one building. If this ended up being a long term thing, i might have trouble with food. To the other side, at the edge of the city, is a ridge with a few architecturally detailed stone buildings on top of it. Though well above the tops of most of the buildings, it is not quite as tall as the skyscraper. I decide to go there since more available buildings meant more chance of available food, so I jump from building top to building top and arrive at the location of my next dream.
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I am at a large stone house with a big courtyard. i am staying with my master there in the guest house. In the dream I often analogize us to the main characters from Around the World in 80 Days. My master hands me an important contract to file. I hand the document to an inferior servant to file. While filing, an important man which is also staying at the house, approaches the servant, and tricks the servant into handing him the document. Suddenly, the man thinks that the contract is his and entitles him to all of my masters belongings. I rush to the owner of the house, who is an attorney, and tell him about my problem. The attorney sits in his office academically trying to calculate whether the contract rightfully belongs to the important man or not. Frustrated, I walk back out into the courtyard. There I see all of my master's belongings in boxes covering the courtyard. There are a bunch of people sorting and cataloging the materials. My master stays in his room, pretending not to care. One of the sorters sticks out to me. She goes through a door, and I follow. She is standing in a room with metal walls holding a clip board. To her left, against the wall, is a large alarm box full of switches and lights. The room as the feeling of being outside of time and space, kinda like the back doors in The Matrix. I tell her my problem. She looks at me, then the dream ends. Or this is how it went all the previous time I dreamt it.
This time the differences were as follows. My master is my grandfather. My character is identified as me specifically. The inferior servant is my little brother. After I leave the attorney's office, I don't just sit frustrated. Instead, i come to the obvious solution, that the contract wasn't Benjamin's to give away in the first place. The sorting girl is identifiable as Charity. She is wearing the pj's she was wearing the last time had visited her apartment. In the room, I not only tell her the problem, but the solution as well. Instead of just looking at me, she moves over to the alarm box and flips several of the switches triggering an alarm. The alarm seemed to call several people to the room. About half a dozen people. Two of them are a very young George Douglas and Ronald Regan well before their administration. they sit down in the room and start discussing. Ronald leads the discussion. First they discuss a flaw a poem written by a famous poet. They say that they will need to change the poem. One of them says, "do you know how many points in time we are going to have to influence to cover the change?" like it would be a big task. Ronald says, "It'll be just like that one time with the clock." Grandfather laughs and says "yes the clock" as if remembering some kind notable event or adventure. They move on to my issue eventually. I explain to them that I've been having this same dream a couple times a year for the past few years. (I don't remember having these dreams now that I'm awake. In my dream, I definitely remembered them, that is why I can now recite the original version) I also note to them that Charity wearing the pjs means the happenings in the dream are related to something in the very near future, or even now.