Dream Journal

Context: Dan kept a full radioactive waste barrel in the garage of Blaine House. No joke.

I’m at Blaine-house with Jess. There’s toxic waste out front, just outside the courtyard wall. It begins to fume, which worries me. Then I notice that there’s burned acid-holes in the sidewalk and wall and a lot of where Jess’s room was was eaten away, revealing damaged wood. We were owners of the house and going to move in but now we thought otherwise.

While trying to call someone I saw a huge airplane flying low in the back yard, flying so strangely that it must have been a thought-form! It almost stopped in the middle of the field, then continued towards the edge of the woods, where it wouldn’t clear. Then it turned around and drifted across the field into a ditch. I ran to get rubber rafts to save them, and tried to get Jessie to help, but she wasn’t interested.