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Green Mosquitoes?

This one I am trying to piece together in reverse order. Starting from the ending and working my way back to the start, it is difficult for me to recall the beginning of the dream? Geez - can anyone really recall that far back?...

Coming as hazy imagery, unable to fully ascertain the plot behind the scene, all I can tell you is there's a log cabin of some sort, we are out in the Boonies. I'm with my dad at about 5 or 6 years of age. There's other people there too, including this one - rather LARGE man (looking at about 4 or 500 hundred Ibs. Who's very loud, and keeps laughing and acting rather condescending toward me and my dad's efforts as some how he has talked us in to chopping a bunch of wood. For some reason I think of this man as my uncle and I have no real reason to despise him, but for some reason I'm just 'repulsed' by him being here.

He seems to pick on my poor Dad and whenever I try to stand up for him he just brushes me aside, like I should learn my place. We chop countless number of blocks of wood over and over and and his wife or whoever just laugh it off.

I see this unsettling image of my dad showing me the condition he's in and I can see his legs are so skinny, they look like skeleton legs, there's no fat or muscle tissue on them at all, I'm almost baffled how he's able to stand up supporting his upper body weight. But the image isn't very PG - I can see blood and puss, almost like piranhas have just got done chomping on them, and left nothing but the bones.

I'm a lil' bit older now, on a trip to Penticton at night with my mom. We stop at a fast food restaurant. We decide to treat ourselves, even though it doesn't really seem like my mom wants to do it. My mom goes in for two purposes, and leaves me waiting in the car with the engine running. My mom orders ice cream and plans to go to the bathroom, but there seems to be a problem with the order, there's no ice cream available.

I recall my mom making a real scene about getting me ice cream (I don't know about her since she's as lactose intolerant as I am?) but she really wants ice cream and apparently the restaurant won't serve her any? I think I get out of the car and come in at this point. It's a shame - I really wanted ice cream!

The final sequence I am fully grown, I think. And it is a sunny late afternoon in Keremeos. Only, this isn't Keremeos, I don't know where this supposed to be but this is Keremeos and it 'isn't' Keremeos? -My guess would be Penticton or something? I am going around helping people. I seem to be at peace. I'm soaking up the sun with my t-shirt and jean shorts. The temperature is warm but with a cool breeze. The service I provide I'm not sure I remember but I believe it has something to do with my psychic abilities. I can't be certain, all I wrote down is that it was a service I was providing for everyone?

I'm touching so many lives but most people I run into don't seem to really care much. They seem to wanna bring me down. I see them pointing and judging me, but not 'too' mean spirited, just sorta the sense of thinking what I'm doing is utter ridiculous? When I'm walking down one of the streets I see my friend Jennifer talking to some friends of her. I wave and say "hey Jen," and start talking to her but she just laughs with her friends and kinda blows me off!

Then the 'weirdest' thing happens. I look up at a multistory house/apartment complex and am caught off guard by someone hollering at me from above trying to get my attention. It's a guy around my age or maybe younger, he appears to have down syndrome from the looks of it, it's hard to see but I believe it's confirmed in the way he talks. I say hi and wave politely. I start talking to him and saying goo day and wishing him well. He's talking back to me, I think at first he's just waving back and being as polite as I'm being. Then I start listening a little closer to try and make out the words and the guy stars making 'kissing' motions at me. Then I manage to make out in his speech what I 'think'... ...is a 'cummon'. The handicap guy appears to be hitting on me? Using rather 'suggestive' language towards me. I give him a really strange look as I'm really confused and keep walking, basically in denial that just happened?...

As I continue to walk down the street I look at the sights and sounds of everything around me. There's a corral right sheep gazing in the field. This is a real place that I always pass by on my walks, I believe this is what I was seeing. Suddenly, out of nowhere, when I look ahead to see the deserted street ahead, I hear a distinct voice coming from my right. The EXACT quote the voice utters to me is "how old are you?"...

Like they're just meeting me for the first time and wanna know? I turn around to see who's talking to answer them honestly... ... ...but there's no one there. Like some 'invisible' entity just asked the question? I feel even more confused than before. -Who just spoke to me? And out of ALL question, why that one?...

As I continue with my walk it still maintains to be quiet and lonesome, all of a sudden I start getting attacked by what I believe to be 'mosquitoes'. But they bites so hard they feel like bees. I'm trying to swat them away, but they cling to me with my attempts having no affect on them. They leech on to my bare legs and I start swatting them intently. But they don't die! -I look closer and they don't look like mosquitoes, they glow and are 'green'?...

They bite me so hard I SWEAR I can feel the lingering sting and feel like I've transported them out of the dream world upon waking and feeling my legs under the covers!?...

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