Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 4/7/2019
By carolinakai
I was working with a team of 2 other women in LA to oust celebrities and political figures. Dania, I think, was the leader. She was a short middle aged woman with short all white hair. Then I forget the other woman’s name, but she and I didn’t get along, but we still really cared for each other and worked well as a team. It was all really detailed, but I was in and out of my own body so things are a little blurry. We got wind of a huge hotel convention where only the rich and powerful were allowed to attend. The world in this dream was amazing btw. The hotel was new and super famous since it floated off the ground. The only part of it that was tethered was the entrance. It was up on this huge hill that you could only get to if you were wealthy enough to afford a special type of car. And the streets were all bright and clean. The might sky was the rich blue/purple color and the stars were pink. And it was the only place that had trees. Even while we were in the middle of the mission, I stopped to look up at the sky. We snuck in as security, then as guests to get up to the hotel rooms, then as housekeeping to get into the rooms. Then we taped little posters the size of business cards with the political figure’s pictures detailing what they did. And they weren’t things like affairs or small fry scandals. They were big government killing things like manipulating other political figures and policies and anti humanitarian acts. Injustices and detailed stories from people who’d been wronged, abused or exploited by them. Equally men and women and even some children. It was kind of a fun dream(with a soundtrack and everything. Does anyone else hear music in their dreams?) until in the end when I’d gone into this laundromat with a black suitcase full of all our gear to meet up with the two other women. So far we’d gotten away with everything and seemed like we were in the clear, but when Dania didn’t show up I knew something was wrong. I left the case in the laundromat and went outside to make a call and as soon as Dania didn’t pick up I ran back inside, but one of the guests we’d ousted was there with security. He demanded to know who tried to oust him got the bag, but the security locked the door. The dream ended kind of like a movie where it just cut to me getting ducked into a police car.