From: syed_hasan_murtaza@remove.rogers.com   
      
   darlene wrote:   
   > Had a dream Friday about seeing the hillsides and some nice homes   
   > along the coast going up in flames.  @@   
   >   
   > It started out with me and, of all people, Pam Anderson walking down a   
   > dock towards some boats.  She got into the boat and as I almost   
   > stepped in, the rope anchored to a cleat unraveled and the boat   
   > started to move away from the dock.  I felt uneasy but made a leap and   
   > landed safely on the deck.  All of a sudden the atmosphere/dream   
   > changed, as did the boat.  Kind of an H.R. Puff-n-Stuff moment.  I was   
   > now on a long barge with a bunch of people floating down a river.  On   
   > my right side was the ocean separated by sand dunes, and on the other   
   > side were mountains and expensive homes all burning out of control.   
   > The sky was gray and smokey and the people were coughing and covering   
   > their mouths and noses.  The people on the raft believed they were   
   > being saved, being taken to safety, but to me, it just didn't feel   
   > right.  I stood at the back of this barge and looked at the guy   
   > steering this make-shift raft up in front.  There was something odd,   
   > really sinister, about his face as he used this pole to guide us   
   > through the river.  I realized that he - the whole damn scene - was   
   > reminiscent of an illustration of the Styx river I had seen in a book   
   > on mythology.  I immediately felt panicky and yelled, "Stop the boat.   
   > I'm getting off."  The 'ferryman' looked back at me and he   
   > accidentally ran onto a sand dune.  We were stuck and the people got   
   > off, confused and uncertain of where to go or what to do now.   
   >   
   > I wandered around and found myself in a huge luxery hotel-looking   
   > lobby.  Some of the walls and ceiling were missing as if their had   
   > been an earthquake or something.  I went into the huge chef's kitchen   
   > and saw that people were busy at work, as if they were still on the   
   > clock and unaware of what was going on outside.  I saw an oriental   
   > lady making some kind of a pate and filling a mold in the shape of the   
   > side of a mouth or jaw.  Some man approached her and said, "I know you   
   > murdered someone."  The woman looked up, said nothing but continued   
   > with her pate.  The next scene, there were a couple of guys from "ER"   
   > in character also wandering around.  Don't know why but they seem to   
   > fit in well with all the chaos going on.  The asian woman climbed up   
   > some scaffolding about 3 stories high and dragged her body,   
   > upside-down, along some piping in the ceiling with her mold pate under   
   > her arm.  Apparently this pate shaped like part of a human mouth was   
   > part of a larger all-edible human skull hanging like a pinata from the   
   > ceiling. It was some kind of decoration much like a swan-shaped ice   
   > sculpture used for a centerpiece, however, this human skull display   
   > was about 5 feet in diameter.  Once she inserted her pate jaw-piece   
   > into the skull, I guess she felt her job was complete.  She then   
   > allowed herself to fall to the ground, rather than be held accountable   
   > for this discovered murder.  She landed on the headless body (also   
   > made entirely out of food) which broke her fall and was alive but   
   > seriously injured.  There was some other guy (one of the "ER" actors)   
   > hanging precariously from the same pipe and for whatever reason felt   
   > he could save her by dropping, as well.  Made no sense.  Before he   
      
   Sounds like a scene in Rush Hour 2.  Jackie Chan falling from the   
   balcony  along a curtain, Chris can save him but is too busy.  ;)  This   
   may be the movie played out in your mind, but it could be trying to tell   
   you something.  The scene may have been borrowed from somewhere, but the   
   message is something only you can determine, from your dream.  In a sense.   
      
   Hasan   
      
   > fell, he said outloud almost with humour, "God, if I can't save her,   
   > at least let me forget this."  Again, made no sense.  The guy dropped   
   > but he landed on the concrete and as far as I could tell, died.   
   >   
   > The rest of the dream/details is a blur.   
      
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