Exhausting Exhumations

I was working with my father. I was on the side of a long series of chains that stacks of lumber moved down. It was our job to pick out size and grades and stack on the appropriate lumber stacks that were on our other side. I was unfamiliar with where all the stacks for different sizes were and had to ask several times. Eventually we were done with the stack that we had put up to sort and stack and needed to get another. We left to find another stack to work with. I started to take an elevator and my father said that it would not be big enough. We went to the other side of a glass wall to find the bigger elevator. We got inside one and went down. We got to the proper floor and got out and I could see a stack of bodies. They were Asian and short. I looked at my father and he said that is all that I see to pick up. We went inside of a room to speak with the folks that we needed to pick up from and it was another Asian man behind a counter. We talked for a bit and my father made mention that there was not a lot to pick up. The man finally said I have something else that I would like to show you. He took us around a corner and into another room where he showed us a room that had what appeared to be a flower bed about three feet wide all the way around the room. About every foot or two was a glass bobble or ceramic item. The man said that he had picked it up in Hollywood. I had figured out that we were supposed to exhume all the bodies that would be under all the glass and ceramic markers and sort them. My father walked over to a counter to discuss business and I took a small garden tool and started digging down into the dirt and scraping away at a wooden plank. Another fellow in overalls came over to me and pulled me up and said that it was only 27 degrees and urged me to leave what I was doing. I got up and it was explained to me that everything was left the same and that the temperature was higher than they would prefer to tamper with things and that if we were going to work with things in this temperature I needed to wear a protective suit and breather.

I then can remember waking up from sleep nearby the same room with the same people there. They mentioned that one of them had awakened me. I said that is OK that I had not slept well anyway and that they would have to be patient with me because the first few days I was going to be very tired. I used a common phrase that I would be like a zombie for a few days. The main person that had done business with my father was stepping into a lowered scaffolding type of elevator and was remarking that he had hung out with some zombies the night before. He was smiling and said that he was learning pretty well. He told me he would be getting some rest and doing Ecstasy. He smiled and said the Ecstasy part several times.

Newbie Lost

I was working on a job and we had a new employee come on shift. We greeted the man and the three of us headed up to speak with the others.We had to walk up a steel walkway that was up quite a steep incline and hung over the water. My partner and I got to the top of the ramp and I turned around and pushed the new person back down. We knew that the man would die. As we neared a room with the other company employees I whispered to my co-worker, “do I tell them about the newbie or do you”. When we entered the room my partner told the manager that we had lost the newbie and the three of us headed back down the inclined walkway. There was a section of the walkway that was covered over the top and we had to bend down and crawl part of the way. Since I was the first through I gave a hand to help my manager up. As we then headed the last way to the room on the other end he turned and I pushed him. He caught his balance and soon entered the break room behind me. He looked at me accusingly and I acted as if I knew nothing. I was pouring coffee and offered a drink to him. He used the area to fix a tall glass with cold tea. I told him I would be a bit late to chair the meeting if he was thinking about me taking his place because I had a mess right here to clean up. He walked off and I could hear him mumbling to the effect that he had gotten one clue which was that a bed that was in the break room had been placed, used and then moved.

The end of a great man

I was at my uncle Martin and aunt Lila's house that they had been living in for years. My uncle was standing near his chair and I hugged him and told him that I loved him very much. He was not as comfortable with it as some but I could tell he appreciated it.

The floors in the house were linoleum and I took an old fashioned string mop and a bucket of hot water and started mopping the floor. Martin was helping me and then had gone back to his chair. I mopped for quite some time. I then found myself mopping in a darkened room. A bit later martin got up, walked to the other side of the room and flicked on the light. I could see by the light that I had been laying down a good path of dirt with my last dozen strokes of the mop. I mentioned it to Martin saying that I might want to clean my mop. I did so and started in on the right side of the floor again and Martin helped on the other side of the room. I could see his mopping style was confident and different than mine and I thought he must have done a bit of it. We continued mopping until we got to where we were meeting in the middle of the floor and I said well it seems we are about to meet. He continued on to the little left towards the kitchen.

Suddenly he buckled at the knee and made a gasp while grabbing his chest. I went over to him and held him as he slowly collapsed further and made a few sounds as he was getting closer to the floor. Lila and my other aunt Ruby were in the kitchen and were both looking over at us. I looked at Lila and made a slight quick tilt of my neck to the side as though we both knew this was the end. Martin then moved his thumb and first finger in a pincer movement and groaned something unintelligible. He did it again and uttered something I thought was the word pie but thought that was silly of me to think that. He then went quiet and I woke up.

A Trip to Italy

A bunch of school friends and I took a trip in a big van to Italy. We were trundling up a long, rain-slick street, the bus motor laboring with the weight of us occupants. I was admiring the beauty of the street side cafés and the ease of the people who dined there or grabbed a leisurely drink. I admired the countryside that could be seen from our vantage point, now near the top of the hill that we had been climbing. I mentioned to the others that Italy was very pretty and that I had heard that Shaquille O’Neil was going to move there in retirement and we all acknowledged that it would be a great move because it was only four hours away from home. I thought to myself that I very well might do the same.

Capacitors accidental death and go karts

I was going to school at a college. I had put an extra long-sleeved shirt in a locker and left. Later I was searching for the locker and I could not find it. I went around and around looking for it and my search always ended in frustration. I finally found it and wanted to make sure I could find it next time so I talked to a nearby employee and said what is the name of this section and they told me. I left and later went back to the locker and again around and around I went until I asked an employee for the section. He told me but told me also I had to move to a different area as this was for supplies. I did then find another locker and took down its location.

I then found myself as an employee. I was a grounds keeper and maintenance person. This day I was with another employee that I knew and got along with. We were going to various locations finding a particular kind of round electronic device that was held in many boxes throughout the campus. We wanted to make sure they were ok and take others to be downloaded from. I was learning this particular part and was shown where they were at and I could see they looked like large round capacitors that I had seen in many electronic devices over the years.

As we gathered them a man came to us and said do you recognize this and where it could be from? In his hands he had a mouse head that was stuck inside of a toilet paper roll. We told him that we did not recognize the mouse and he said ok well for now and he flung the mouse like a rock and it landed in a grassy knoll across the paved road in front of us. He waited to see that it landed where he could find it if necessary and when he was satisfied it had he left.

At this very time a group of people were walking down a set of stairs in the building beside us. A gurney was carried just in front of them. As the group made their way to the lower floor we would hear and then see a 20 something lady crying and saying his arms were so cute as she cried.

My fellow employee knew that we needed to got collect one of the same capacitor like electronics that we had just been checking and this time from an area where an accident had occurred. We knew it was a car accident when we heard the lady say that the man had come over and they had no room to move.

We found the capacitor and carried it with us back to the building we had been and on the table were a couple of scrap book sized books. My friend picked one up and said oh a Gold I wonder what they are like. Then he thumbed through the pages and we could see script writing on all the front many pages. My fellow employee then put the book down and said it was a good thing that at least the lady knew the other man as he was a neighbor. I thought to myself that they probably shared looking for pets, borrowing tools and the other many things that neighbors tended to do after some time.

My buddy had learned that the lady had lost her kitty from the accident and so we went to look. He said that they had been holding the kitty when someone after the accident had come over to the car and that although they were sure they had a good grip the kitty jumped and left. I thought to myself just how this will happen so many times if a person had just a hand grip on the pet.

We then came back by the building after some time of looking and could see the lady was on a motorized go kart or sorts. She was motoring on the sidewalk and another man, that was in fact the actor Jeremy Rennor, came out of the doorway with another kart and bumped the lady and headed down a long sidewalk hill. The lady laughed a bit and took off after him. I was afraid that the lady would crash at the bottom of the hill as she was pushing it to catch up. He had stopped at the bottom fine but she rammed the kart, not hard but a ram none the less, and was able to get up hobbling a bit on a cast on one foot and walk.

I could see a group of men playing Basketball in a pick-up game at the bottom and I told my friend that the man just wanted to play in the game. However, we also knew that he had intentionally bumped the ladies cart as it felt he knew her and wanted to take her mind off of what had happened.

I had picked up a large sized smart phone on my route and was contemplating whey the device was not working correctly. I was trying this or that combination of buttons when my buddy said, "put it down." I did then I could see he went to join a group of military men that were at the table and it looked to be a planned meeting. I then took my leave.

The Wrong Branch

I was riding in a car driven by another man. The man got a worried look on his face with a scrunched up face. I asked the man what was wrong. In mumbling response while looking to his left he said, “That branch shouldn’t be there.” I could tell that he was referring to a left-angles street in our view. He continued to have a concentrated look and with sweat beading up on his brow seemed to be fearful. I put together that the road branch to the left should not be there and with concentrated effort the man hoped he could change the situation.

At that time I found myself transported into a bar atmosphere with a half-dozen men holding down the man and I understood that they were transforming the man with their hands-on mental abilities. One of the fellows said, “This is good.” I could tell that he was feeling and mentally seeing what was happening to the fellow. I felt jealous and left out. I complained out loud that I wished I could see what was happening. One of the men said OK man I will open you up a channel through my ribs. He stood back from the rest and put his hands on his hips as he told me this. He then said. “Hold on I need to get on that side.” I envisioned a traditional hell with red and horned people standing around.

It's all just...

I woke up the other day morning and I heard myself saying,"It's all just Budge."

Paper signing

I was working in a Saw mill that was a couple of miles from the center of the city. Because of this I ran to meet a business man where I was to sign papers for a home I was purchasing. When I got there and started to do business I could not sign the papers as I did not have my checkbook. My uncle happened to be in a car not far from us and offerred to help me. He grabbed the pen and a piece of paper and I looked over my shoulder. He then started to draw on the paper a picture of the house that was in a picture on the man's clipboard. He made confident strokes in perfect perspective once in a while looking up a moment at the picture. The man offerred the papers to him and he took them and started to sign. I then took off again on barefeet to go back to work.

Life Responsibilities

I was standing on a dark gray platform and my chest was leaning towards a black glass screen and I was standing nude except for my underwear. I was totally angry, scared and frustrated. I was being told that I would be receiving a dose or radiation and that those of us who get this dose would be responsible for creating computer code and other secure functions. About that time I heard a beep and it was done. I knew that the reason we had gotten the radiation is that it would kill me and that is exactly what they wanted with those of us guarding the secure functions. That was to be my duty in life.

Death and Hot Fudge

I died but was still around. I was driving around just after I had died and decided that if I was dead I was very darn well going to have a hot fudge sundae. I had not eaten so many so that I would not get so fat and die and that did not seem to be a problem at the moment so I was going to have that sundae. I went into a small convenience store with an ice cream bar and I ordered. I did so by writing the order on a piece of paper and laying it down on the counter. I could function pretty darn well though I could not be seen and I believed could not be heard. I had a pocket full of quarters so I reached down and grabbed a handful of them and plunked those down as well. I was waiting for service and decided it would be easier to get up and out of the way so I jumped on top of the bar to do my waiting. One short older fellow with a white beard looked at me and talked to me telling me that they had seen my kind in there before.

Morning and the Boss

It was a normal weekday morning. My wife was getting ready for work and I was getting ready to run an errand. As I readied myself and made my travels around the house I could see my wife’s boss Terry had made himself at home and had set up the stereo to play music and he found a radio station that he liked and as I went by he made mention what the station was. Later I went to a small back area in the house and there again was Terry this time standing up and near him was my wife. She pointed out to me that Terry had hooked up a small printer and she told me that it was a Lexmark color printer for the same money, the same money as what I was not certain. Again later I found that Terry was moving around some bookcases and other furniture in one of our rooms. This was a large room that was connected to a long hallway with rooms coming off of both sides. All the flooring was hardwood floors. The next thing I see is that Terry took a bookcase and flung it with some authority across the floor and towards the door. It traveled is if on rollers and took off down the hall and into another room at the end of the long hallway and there we heard a crash and pieces of wood and glass fly out of the room and onto the hallway floor. We started to walk to the room and Terry felt that there was a better way to go. I followed him outside the house where he got into a boat to make his way to the other side of the house. It was a sporty boat so Terry had fun with it on his way through the water. I was riding on the back of an Orca whale and patting it nicely about the head. As I did so the whale made some eye and mouth movements and I was never sure whether it meant harm to me or companionship. Terry had to speed up as another lady wanted to rush past us in her boat. When we got to the other side of the house we could see that the bookcase had broken out a window from the room there. I could see that the wood was rare and I said to him, “Good luck matching that.”

Bebop and Bombs - Spitoon

Bebop and Bombs


An experiment was going on. The team prepared the man and put him inside of a car-sized, metal-encased container. It was roughly in the shape of an egg and once closed was totally secure. After putting the man in the shell a discussion took place that the man should start hearing music and eventually should get to Bebop music. I could somehow see a representation of what music the man was hearing and it began with classical forms and eventually, just as discussed, I could see that the man was now hearing Bebop styled music. At that time a metal door opened up on the side of the shell and a large arm fed into the door a sturdy but high tech looking cylinder. I was told that there would be bomb, which the body needed to hear.

Spittoon


I was in a large hotel looking for a place to go to the bathroom. I went into a kitchen area and was asking a lady there if she could tell me the way. The lady was quite a bit shorter than me, had a worn, wrinkled face and when speaking to me had a matter-of-fact, gruff attitude. She had on a patterned workers dress with a billowing outer covering. Between sentences she leaned over a bit, let the outer covering sag a bit, and spit a black stream of tobacco juice into what must have been a spittoon between her two layers.

The Bird

I was in a car along with several other people. We stopped along the road and the driver rolled the window down to speak with a couple of people there. They had something in their hands which I wanted. It was a large sized bird with the wings off. I said to the driver, “Get that I would like it.” I was asked why and I said that I wanted to make a sandwich. The driver asked for the body and wings and it was handed into the car.

When the bird got into the car the body was moving and the others were squeamish and expressed that they just could not take having the bird in the car. I agreed with them and said as much to the others. I then took the body and threw it into a nearby canal of water which was where it had come from. I threw it in and I could see a small human head, small body and no arms diving gracefully into the water.

Later at a hotel I was handed the bird wings. I told others that they needed to go back into the water because they helped the body of the bird. They acted separately to the body of the bird and helped it. They acted like chopsticks and would pick up things and hand them to the body when they were n

A Basketball Outing

My wife and I and step sister and kids were at a function. It was partially a basketball function. I recall that there was bickering over the way that the refs were making calls on the way that one fellow was keeping his arms out in front of him all of the time and in order to protest a member of the other team jumped up and sat on the arms that the other fellow constantly had extended in front of him. When this happened the fellow that had his arms extended looked at the referee in defiance and assurance and sure enough the ref told the fellow that was sitting on the arms to quit and that what the other fellow was doing was OK.

I recall at half time they had a couple of fellows doing trick shooting. They would have a ball that was rigged to spark in fire and the player would shoot it and try to make a basket from a long distance and they were trying to make it and time it so that when the ball flared in fire that it would be going through the hoop. Another trick was to take two balls in their hands and dunk both of them. However one of the balls was a gigantic football shaped ball about the size of two basketballs.

There was a particular boy about 7 or 8 that was playing with me and I recall that I was laying on the floor of a carpeted room and the boy threw a new toy plane towards me and the plane hit a flower pot above me and covered me with dirt. I put a huge chunk back in the pot and stood up and started brushing off a lot of dirt and then left to go change.

At one point my wife brought out a couple of items. They were single-bed sized cushions and were wrapped with plastic that was blown full of air. So the effect was seeing a very light cushion with a bubble of plastic around it. She said that she had popped hers but that mine was a cushion that I could sleep on when needed. I put it down on the carpet and laid on it and asked my wife if she was going to know what cushions or mattresses were going to be the best for every place we traveled.

During this time my mother was participating at another function and my father was on a bus as a chaperone for the people that were riding on it. I caught a bus out front and went to it and my father let me in a back door and asked me to watch things for a bit. He explained to me that everything that I could need was on the buses now days and I explained that I had seen that on a bus that I had taken from Denver Colorado to where we were at now. I explained that that bus had a small bar in it and a dining area and everything that you could need.

A Hard Way Forward

I may have been incarcerated; at the very least I was lost. I was in a shanty town that was in the middle of an industrial area. I was new to this and was miserably confused and just plain miserable. I did not know what I could do or what I couldn’t do, I felt that I was being chased all of the time and I did not know what was expected of me.

It seemed everywhere I turned there was a houses with holes in the walls. There were dirty blankets lying on the ground.There was dirt and mud and grease on walls and on the ground. People were unkempt and unhealthy.And there was vermin.

I was wandering around trying to get an idea of what I was to do or how I was to live. I was walking down an alley and there was a shot that rang out. I saw a man running and saw the pistol that he had dropped. I saw various people within a block or so and was hesitant but I reached to pick up the pistol. I touched the gun and at that time a police SUV came rumbling down a nearby road and I could hear the lady inside reporting to dispatch that I had “Touched the gun butt.” I began to run away, making my way around a hut that was on the corner of the alley. The SUV was catching up so I made my way through a hole in the wall of the building I was nearest to.

I checked out the broken down shelter’s interior and made my way to another door on another street side. I exited and immediately started to look for a place to hide. There was a few folks lingering on that side and they could see my need but found little they could do to help. I attempted to hide in an old oil barrel that was standing nearby and reached to get into it and felt a gooey substance on my hands and looking at the bottom there was too much refuse in it to allow me to hide. I kept running and at one point was behind a building in an industrial complex.There was a large machine in the open field nearby moving equipment around. I got on top of a small stack of metal and could see that workers had noticed my presence and evidently did not appreciate it. This was obviously no place to gain shelter so I kept running and went around the building to its front side.

I finally ducked into another room in another shanty and made it into an entrance-way. I took a door that led off of it into a small room where there was a dirty bed. I realized then that this was a room for prostitution and that the ladies that were hanging out front were the ones that used the room when the need arose. I left and ran some more.

I later found myself in a restaurant where there was a table of four men with suits on that were discussing the day’s affairs. I looked at them and asked them how they could possibly be in the clothes and positions that they obviously were and they told me that I would make it also, that I was smart and that I would seize the opportunities when they were right. I questioned this heavily and asked how I could seek that out and they made it plain that I need not seek that I would see the opportunity when it was apparent.

Boat Ride - Chris and the Strat

Boat Ride

I was in the front yard of a city street. This was not an upscale street this was more of a clean, chain linked fence, middle class neighborhood. It was a rainy night and runoff water was running down the street. About a half block up our street I saw someone in a larger ship drop a smaller wooden boat into the street where two gentlemen were riding. As they came by where I was standing I jumped in and was carried away with them. I got down about a block and then started wondering why I had made myself go a block down the street in the rain and would now have to walk back up the street. I leaned my body to the side and that action turned the boat into the side of the street where I got out saying to the other two men that the boat was going pretty darn fast with what runoff there was.


Chris and the Strat

I was watching Chris Isaak on stage and he was as usual wearing a bright outfit, this time white with sequins. He was energetically entertaining us and at this moment was talking to us about what a Stratocaster was. He leaned to the front of the stage where there was a guitar standing on its side and pointed at the bridge.

A beautiful Aria - Playing in the Ocean

A Beautiful Aria

Barb and I were in an underground mausoleum and were sitting on a stone ledge and I told her that I was told that a man would come by and sing the greatest aria ever. We could see the man walk by out of slatted air vents. I could see his legs and the bottom of a white shirt. The tune he was singing was indeed pretty but was an Elton John song.

Playing in the Ocean

I was hanging with a few friends when a man came by and told us that he had a really cool way to play in the ocean. I was the one that tried it. He took a piece of nylon rope and tied a really good knot around my wrist and then left a chunk about 6 feet long on the end where another strong knot tied a good sized ocean fish that laid realistically alive yet strong enough to have out of the water flying in the wind. I flew along the top of the water not quite in the water but very close and when I wanted to I would extend the fish into the water and watch it go. It worked very well. It worked too well. I could see in the deeper water not 20 feet away a large Great White shark coming at me and knew that it would be able to easily grab me only inches above water. I begged for the fellow that was teaching me how to do this to get me the heck out of the water. I did make it to the side and my friends told me I was nuts and I tended to agree with them. They could see the White as well and said that it was indeed after me.

Leaving early, Chuck Norris, and Stuffed animals Bellowing

Barb and I were at a party but we left early. We were in the car discussing the reason for our leaving. We had left because of sadness over a kittie’s deaths or sickness. I was telling Barb that I had thought about it earlier that night and had listed five reasons that we might leave early and why the party might be over early and they were all reasons similar to the one that made us leave.

We had to go up a very steep hill to get home and we got to the top and needed to go on through and there was a big SUV blocking the way. I had seen this happen before. The driver was Chuck Norris and I knew he was out scheming to do a dirty deed. I backed down the hill and went another way.

Earlier that evening Barb and Wayne had told us that they kept hearing something yell out “Wait!!!” as they walked around their house and eventually after searching for quite some time they realized it was a stuffed animal that Barb and I had given them that was doing the bellowing.

The Job Offer, Malls and Pastries

Approaching me was a great looking Arab man in his twenties was wearing a nice off white dress shirt with open collar and black pants. The combination of his white shirt and black pants along with his unblemished mocha colored skin looked as if this man would have no problems with attracting female admirers. He approached me walking down the street and asked "Do you have a few minutes? I would like to talk to you?" As I stopped to talk he said, "Would you like to join me for lunch?" I said, "Sure, but I don't have any idea who you are." "Well David, I would like to offer you a job." I had recently applied for work and thought this was probably someone from the office where I had applied.

We were in the Eastern half of Washington State in a town called Ephrata and it was a warm day as is the case in summer. We sat down at a table in a nice cafe and ordered our lunch. We waited a time and it was not coming so the man got up and went over to the counter nearby where the lady was working on something there and then approached closer and whispered in her ear. I saw them speaking and had changed my mind so I walked to them and asked the lady if I could have breakfast. We settled all the details of our meal and walked back to the table where we sat for a time.

The man abruptly got up and walked toward a back door and said on his way, "We are missing some parts and we wondered if you knew where we might get them?" When we got out the back door and walked a distance I could see the parts that were remaining. They were about ten feet long, metal and filled with circuitry. I wondered if I knew and I started running through the mental rolodex that I stored information to see. I knew I was all over this town and was into computers a great deal so I thought I might have a chance but doubted it. I told him that it might be very difficult to find them as in Eastern Washington there were a great number of warehouses and barns and backyards and that the parts could be in most any of them.

The man was not one to stop for long and kept walking so I followed. We ended up next in what looked like a long, extra wide alley way. As we walked further what I thought was an alleyway opened up into open front business shops for miles down the street. All along the way were business after business with the front completely open and a long hallway inside to each business as a walker would walk. This was a mall of sorts but a fantastic one floor mall. We were going past a bakery and behind a counter were the many steel work tables that were used in working the various products. The women there were working and there was a long counter that baskets of just finished rolls and other items were being placed. They made everything it seems so many sweet pastries were going out and only a small portion of them I recognized but every one of them I wished I could try. They also made lunch pastries and I could see onion in them. They also made some very interesting stuffed pastries that I was sure would be as awesome as everything smelled at this moment. I could see the bakery was also ran by what I was sure were Arabs. As we walked down the mall we could see business after business all as interesting as the next and all top notch and as interesting as a night at the movies. At one point, as we walked further down the mall, Middle Eastern music filtered it's way to us. It was very upbeat and wonderful to me and my partner must have agreed as he started to dance in circles.

As we continued down the mall we began talking about the missing parts and I told him after I applied I gave thought as to where these parts might be as it was mentioned in the job description and I wondered in the future if you could set up an alarm on them or put GPS tracker on them and I could man both of them. We approached a our next business which was a shop of sorts and a man was on a raised stool working on a project. This man had overheard what I had been discussing and the two men smiled at each other at what I had said. I could tell with this that he was a part of the same business as my job offering and walking partner. The other man spoke up and said, "We thought of that but we are missing so many now that we would like to find them and get them back." I asked, "How many are you missing?" His answer was matter of fact and he said, "309." I was startled with the answer. I began to exclaim, "Oh my God, oh unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable." The other man said, "Oh I can tell maybe you thought there were maybe five or six missing right?" I looked back and said, "I sure did."

At this the man I was with began to walk again. It seemed that he was either enjoying the walk or showing me everything that I had not seen before. Of course I walked with him but at one point I took one way around an area as he took the other but it was not a problem as we met back up on the other side. He was telling that he was hoping he could use me in many places for the company and that he would be my boss. I could tell he was not telling me to scare me as it was said in a lighter manner as if he really wasn't the sort of boss that kept close watch on their employees.

As we continued to walk I said in as light of tone as I could manage, "Well you want to order me around do you?" His answer was to tell me that he had plans to hire 2 or 3 of us at a wage near $15.00 He said that he decided he would most likely hire me and let slip that there were other things in mind for me a ways down the road. I answered back eagerly, "Oh great!"
I guess maybe a couple of blocks down the outside of the building we walked back inside another extremely long building starting with a large open area about 100 X 60 connected to other businesses as you left the far side. We finally walked back to the pastry shop and I told the man that I didn't even know this bakery was here and now that I did I would have to check every one of their delicacies. As I walked a bit I noticed I had a button on my shirt undone and buttoned it and sucked in my belly and said to him,"That is of course after I lose a bit of weight."

In the large area I could see that a half dozen men were pushing together smaller tables to make one large table. After the table had been put into place I could see that we were to join the men and I chose a seat. As we walked away I could hear one of the workers at the bakery say, "You got enough Onion in this one didn't you" in an effort to kid the other worker for over doing it. The other lady smiled as she had known from checking it. After we sat there for a time I thought I might make a phone call and I walked a distance away and called my mother at home. I told her I was not out partying but that I would be awhile as I had applied for a job and that I was being talked to about it now. After the call I walked back to the table.

As we continued sitting at the table more men had joined us and I counted ten of us now. They began to talk about possible plans to develop the entire city and open up properties, businesses and parks. I told the man beside me that this was a lot bigger than I had imagined. I had not sat down with my boss to be so this was a man I had not before met. When I had first sat down I went to an open place at the table letting other gather around me to each side. As things went on I decided that I was going to let it be known that I was not timid so as I looked around the table I made a dedicated effort to catch their eyes as I made my way around concentrating on those just opposite of me. I wanted to look strong as a job candidate.

I was with my boss and we went out to a trailer home in the farming country. We were talking to two people there and we heard a sound of chopper bikes pulling up. I looked out the window and I recognized the two men and I told my boss that they could be enforcers. They were known as tough guy types. They passed along side us and went by the side window. We watched them for a bit and saw that they were not a problem for us.
We were at my father's home and my boss came in with me and I introduced them. I asked my father if he knew any information about if other earlier Arabs had settled here before my boss and the Arabs that were now building out. He said he had heard that Arabs had been the architects of the Space Needle and looked to see if he had any other information. He looked in a drawer where he kept many articles and things. He did not find anything.
My boss and me also went to a used book store that had records from back in the day and we asked the two women that owned the store the same question. They did not know anything. We walked to the other side of the store and we looked down thru a four foot square hard Plexiglas window down to an entire floor of activity below us. From us to the lower floor below it was maybe 100 feet. That floor was huge! It had a beach with sun tanning women in chaise lounge chairs. The water rolled away pleasantly from them. On the other side of the floor was a man on a raised treadmill working out. The entire floor was either health or leisure focused and looked completely inviting.

Sawmill work, presents and singing

I was working in a very fast cedar saw mill. I was manning a switch that took all lumber that came out of a band saw and made sure that scraps went into scrap, lumber went down and across another chain and lumber that could be cut again across the upper chain to be worked again. The mill was running at high speed and my equipment was not working properly and was keeping me from making fast decisions as the new pieces came down the rolls to me. I was frustrated and somehow kept up so as not to shut down production. It had been a very hard, frustrating day!

After some hours of work I could see other items coming down the rolls to me presents. Presents of all types, large, small, long, short colorful and drab. I could see bowls and toys books and electronics. At one point a stack of Vinyl records came my way which I grabbed and set aside. Another lady that I had worked with for some time came over and we began chatting and she broke out in song. She had a very good voice and it was a pleasantry that this day I could use. She sang a few songs when another lady who looked a great deal like a sister came over to us as well and started adding harmonies. Now this was something I really enjoyed!

It was some time when we were notified that it was break time and we made our way to a large, reasonably pleasant room. It was not fancy in fact was rather plain but was an adequate space with one couch which the ladies sat on. The singing began again. It was not long and a group of men joined us. One of the men sat down on the couch beside the original of the women and she immediately grabbed him up and surrounded him with hugs. And now the room was filled with sound as the three men that had entered each also joined in with the singing and harmonies were abundant. It then dawned on me that the Vinyl albums that I had seen were of these folks making.

Obnoxiousness and Breakfast

I was sleeping in a car dealer early in the morning. It was a huge deal with a very large show room and very large halls and rooms off to each side. I was sleeping toward the back. One of the sons of the owner I knew and he had come over to me and talking to me. I had heard earlier that they did not want me there but I knew that on both ends of the dealer there were large rooms where many, many kids hung out and that I was only one of the many I was just in a different area. I asked them why they were singling me out. I decided to be obnoxious and was going to do it anyway and I told the owner's son that I knew that it must be aggravating and that I apologized to them but that I was going to do it anyway. They had brought me some granola like cereal that I put in my bowl and then put a bit of milk and then about 3/4 of a glass of orange juice. Another man there looked over at me and I could tell he was put off at the thought of what I had put together.

Running

I was keeping company with a group of teenagers. We were carousing around rebelliously, drinking, fighting, and stealing. One particular night a group of us had been out partying and I had been with a friend when we got into a fight. My friend had fought a boy and had beaten him up. He then grabbed a knife and tore open the beaten foe’s pants at the crotch. I asked what he was going to do and he said that he was going to cut the guys jewels. I was a bit freaked and left but I stayed in the general area.

Two women friends and I were out partying and had gone into a store and were causing what trouble we thought we could. We got to a cafeteria area and as we stood there I mentioned to the women that what we had been getting into lately was a bit crazy. About that time one of the girls was working at her pocket where she seemed to have something she wanted to get out. Conspiratorially, as she reached in her pockets and struggled to bring out what was there , she was telling the other woman that she wanted her to hold on to these items and let no one know she had them. It was that she thought she would get caught and did not want to take a chance of losing the possessions. As she was pulling out items from her pocket I could see a small white paper bag that had writing on it and what seemed to be some small boxes inside; for all the world it looked like a pharmacy bag. I started to grab for the boxes and this turn of events totally freaked the women out. She grabbed the bag and took off running. Her friend followed.

I ran after them feeling desperate to find them but instead I had lost them. It was dusk out and I had followed them out to a deserted road. To my right and on the ground playing with something was a young boy about 7 or 8 that said to me, “I know where she’s at, she is over in that valley,” and he pointed to a horizon to our right. I took off in that direction but it was even darker now and I had dangerously come to the edge of a cliff. I was still feeling the desperate need to find the girls however and was trying to negotiate a way through the terrain. The young boy was at the bottom of the hill to where I was and told me how to go if I needed to go.

Using his guidance I finally found my way into a building that we had to maneuver through by going through staff areas and small hallways and back areas. I stumbled on to a group of boys in a room and quickly continued on. I could hear them talking about the fact that I was one of the ones that was in the fight with the boy earlier in the night when he got cut up. I got to one room where there were two men in lab coats and machinery and one of the men asked me if I knew what was so important to the women that had gone by. I acknowledged that I was uncertain. The man went on to tell me that the women had cancer. He went on to explain that her condition was not at all good, that it had a number of 44 which was a high and risky number. He told me that she thought she would die soon.

I could feel that the women was slipping away and that she would not be around again, that she had run away for the last time. I was desperate to speak with her. I continued on a ways further and came to a hall with a fellow guarding a door. I knew that my friend had gone that way. I asked him to ask my friend to talk to me and pleaded my case. He walked down the hall and came back with a very hesitant, scared women. I began to weep and plead telling the women that the doctor thought he had a new treatment that could keep her alive and knock out the cancer. I pleaded with her to come back and that if the treatment did not work to let I and her family and friends say goodbye to her in a good way, in a loving way.

Driving with Stomp

I was watching wheel chairs going down a highway. The chairs were going at a high speed somewhere around 40 or 50 miles per hour. I was explaining that they still need to be driven with stomp, which means that you need to take a leg and stomp on the ground to help make steering adjustments. I was explaining that driving with stomp worked well when you were going slow but at a high speed if your feet hit incorrectly that it could be disastrous.

Steve Jobs Finds a New Interest

I dreamed that Steve Jobs created a new bed and that I was looking at how it how it was designed and was trying how comfortable and practical it was. It was very much a ground breaking concept and was based on the comfort of a single individual. The bed was only about as wide as a weightlifters bench and was attached at one end to a pole that reached to the ceiling. The bed height could be adjusted in or out of the bed and could be raised very quickly to ceiling height or anywhere between that and the floor. The padding of the bed was very good and overall comfort was very nice. Attached to the far side of the bed panel was another section of bars that held a universal gym apparatus.

The Party

I was invited to a party. It was going to be a party of many things including sex. The party was at a neighbor’s house and when I went inside and saw the many rooms and many people I considered the fact that I had no idea that the house was this big. Inside of the house I walked through a reception type room with several rooms off of it and into a larger room to the rear of the house. This is where the party was taking place.

I took my place at a long table that had quite a few people at it. The table had refreshments and was a long banquet table. I started looking around at the environment. This was a place of revelry. It was a happy place and it was free flowing. I had been led to believe that there was a great deal of sex that happened at the party but I saw none. I saw a group of people enjoying themselves in a writhing circle. There was an outer circle of folks holding hands inside of that many people filling the inside. As the circle of people twirled around the center folks were making their way from one side to the other within the circle. It was a happy, writhing cooperative circle of people. As I watched the circle from behind me I was offered a wafer that was of the texture of food but it was obvious that it was a narcotic. I declined thinking about how long it had been since I had truly done drugs.

There were others about the floor of what I could see now was a ballroom sized floor. I could see that groups of people were enjoying themselves throughout

Living in Times of Dust

I was with a bunch of other people looking for shelter. It was in a very large area that was very sandy and obviously covered over quite a period of time. It was a post apocalyptic frontier that I had read about in so many science fiction novels. The bunch of us was split into partners. I and my partner ran into a well. It was buried in sand and we could not see its condition so I started digging it out. The other fellow joined in and soon we had uncovered a pumping apparatus that looked to be in good shape. Of course though it looked worthy in my opinion it was the machine guru that I was with and he was the one to assure me that it was indeed a good find. I started to yell out for my brother. I wanted to make sure that the group came over to this prime location. I continued to yell for the others for quite some time. Eventually we had a group of about forty of us that gathered at the well.

The well was in a corner of a building that had a full roof and doors on it and was about 900 feet of space total. It had one large room and then leading off to one side a smaller room and then a hallway leading to a room that was in the back. We assembled everyone in the room and then I stood up and explained to everyone that the machine guru had said that in the corner we had what should be a working well. We had decided that about ten people could sleep under cover in the room. We then asked everyone to help and to get up from the large table that we were all sitting at and spend some time sweeping the floors. The floor was littered not only with sand but also with small chunks of debris.

During cleanup time I was told by one individual, a fellow that I had worked with that he thought he perfectly understood what had happened to the world and that it could be seen in a couple of pictures that he had taken. He showed me the pictures where one showed a service station and the other nothing but sand and the two pictures were lined up on sections of land very near each other.

The next day we gathered together again and there were a few individuals that had been ahead of picking duties and responsibilities for everyone. They started to tell each person what they would do. As they went around the room, there were some for domestic care, some for scavenging and so on. I did not hear what I was to be and mentioned that to a neighbor of mine however I was sure it was a leadership role.

Sometime early the next morning before everyone would wake and get up I got up from my sleep which was in the room around the corner and walked into the large room. On my way I looked in the corner where the well was and could see that it was working great. It was a hole about ten feet deep, which is what we had unearthed the few days before. At the bottom of the hole was a pump off to the side of the bottom and straight out of the middle was a stream of water that was shooting up to the top of the hole in a round compact stream about 6 inches round. I thought to myself that the pump would have to be working and then the water would naturally shoot to the top and flow like that. I also passed a larger fellow that was playing with a young child to keep him occupied. He was telling the child that he understood that it must be difficult to be separated from his mother during sleep time. I thought to myself that eventually he would get used to it. The person with the child was the fellow that could naturally be the one to stay up at night and perform duties.

In the large room, in the corner was a card table with a gentleman that was our main leader talking to another fellow. He was telling his partner about two people that left our group and took off to other parts. I was not sure I had heard correctly and spoke up and asked it that is what I had heard and they said yes and I groaned with sadness, we could use all the help we could get.