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Friday Feb 06, 2004

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Dream:

My mother and I were going on vacation and we had caught a flight. I remember landing at an airport and then looking up to watch other planes come in. It wasn't just planes though, there were long lines of freight cars swooping low of high piles of trash and junk and they were coming and going close to each other. I was thinking "way too close." I turned around and missed my mom. I wasn't worried though. I knew where to meet her.

I walked through the trash watching the freight cars come low and fast overhead. I saw one that looked like a patriot missle launcher. I found my mom at a thatched cabana. There was a sign with prices out front written on a chalk board. The prices were for space flights.

The dream changed and I found myself staring face-on at rank upon rank of Green Lantern Drones flying through a yellow sky. They were chasing two other robots. The robots landed on the ship I was on. There were several of us on board as crew. There was a young blond headed man, a brunete woman, and woman that I couldn't see.

The drones must have chased us for a while. The sky we flew through was like fire or lava. The robots were giving us instructions and it was the brunete that piloted the ship. I was more like a ghost. I watched, but no one seemed to interact with me.

We found ourselves flying through a tunnel of fire and the robots said "you cannot fly up or down. It's farther than you can go in those direcetions. You must go to the side to get out." for a moment Ihad an image of the outside of the ship flying through a tube of yellow and red. Up or down seemed infinite. No matter how far we flew towards top or bottom we never got any closer to the wall. We turned left flew through the wall of fire and into a normal sky and we breathed easier for a moment.

The two robots went to the back of our ship where the cargo ramp was down as we flew along. They saw that the drones were after us again. They were also talking together in low voices making a plan.
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