Dark Girl with a Dark Gun

I am out and about. I am watching a young woman who's acting very suspiciously.She seems to have a clear motive or  destination. We are out in public she is walking rapidly looking for something or someone. Eventually she pulls out a very large black pistol. It is an unusually large caliber. I grabbed the gun from her and grab her. With one arm around her shoulder my nose is very close to her head and I noticed how beautiful and striking her hair is. Somewhere between black and brown and when the light catches it it's iridescent almost like a crow's feather. I comment to her that her hair is beautiful and feel weird about it. I now see that she has a metal strong metal box it has bars on it and the gun is inside. I look at it I see the pistol I see that something that looks like an explosive but it's small and then next to it is a single bullet that is gigantic it's very fat like twice the size of a 45.

Now the box is sitting on the ground not far from us next to a couple of police motorcycles and they're a couple of rifles on the ground. I go to retrieve them or to retrieve the pistol but I can't find it. I look around I can't even find the motorcycles of the rifles it's like that whole section of the parking lot as vanished.

We are now inside a restaurant it's very crowded I'm still holding her in one of us is holding the black box with the gun inside. I'm apparently there with a group of people including my wife who walks by very bristly with a friend doesn't even look at me. I am frantically trying to figure out what to do with the gun.  I go into one section of the restaurant and it turns out to be a police barracks. Policeman everywhere they're all talking and I can't break into a conversation. The ones that I see are all women.

I decide we might as well get something to eat you sit I look for a table for two where we can talk and I'm going to try to figure out what's going on. There's now another friend a guy who was sitting with me and tells me I've got to get my s*** together. I look and it's 1:00 in the morning. I then look at the table and the gun is gone. I begin to panic again and ask him where it is. He thinks another guy might have picked it up because he's walking around the restaurant collecting cameras from  everyone. I catch up with the guy and it turns out to be Matt Damon. But when I stand next to him he's much shorter than me. I'm not tall he's just very short. He explains that he's working on a movie Project and the gun is a perfect Dark scary prop. I start yelling at him and tell him it's too dangerous but we don't know exactly where it is. I think I find it sitting on the floor in the back of a closet where is collected lots of the cameras but the dream ends abruptly and I wake with my heart beating rapidly.

Notes: The dream is very vivid When I am looking at the girl's hair it is as vivid as a lucid dream. Usually my vivid dreams are flooded iwth light, but this one was very dark but clear, I cant remember waking so scared with my heart beating.

What does the dream want? To be fearful of guns? Be cognizent of my relationship with Cindy? For me to be nore focused in my actions? For me to pay more attention to my dreams and dream skills?

Reality check: Considering gtting a pistol. Lust after strange women. Am random in my actions. I have missed writing down several dreams recently.

Bumper sticker: Guns are evil. 

Dreams to action: Be more focused and intentional in my life,

Six Hundred Dead

I'm getting ready at work with Paul and I realize it is getting late. He says he's got several things to do and I say I can't be late my first day of work.

I am now at work at my new position and I'm completely clueless. I am dressed the part everybody is in buying business attire. We're sitting around a large communicate communal table each of us looking at the work we are attempting to accomplish. We were all in sales but I have no idea even what we're selling. This will be the third time I work for the same firm and at first I think nothing has changed and I'm trying to sell 20-year-old technology.

I glance over and see my boss who seems to be in his twenties and take off for another part of the building. I'm desperately looking for someone to explain to me what control data is doing now. How are they making money what can I actually sell. I need a beautiful well-dressed woman we have an extended conversation while we're walking through the Halls. At some point in the conversation I turn to her and say what do you do? She looks at me with a surprised and indignant stare and starts to grow. While I'm standing there she zooms up to 20 ft tall or taller. She then hovers above the ground. I am looking up her long legs across her torso to her nose. The business clothes have been reduced to flimsy lingerie. She is very sexy but I'm still clueless.

I'm now in a large lunch room sitting up at a table that's like the top of a bleachers. There are two young guys that I know and we are talking. Somewhere randomly in the conversation one of the young men casually mentions 600 dead. There's a brief image of something like stamps on a wall possibly in memoriam. There's no further discussion on this topic but the whole situation has a dark foreboding.

Notes: The dream was very bright and vivid. I came in and out of the dream for several segments. n one of the later segments I get the idea that some sort of bio-tech is behind the financial success of the company.

World-first research by scientists at an Australian university 

has been unable to solve the mystery of 

why some rats glow in the dark.

Dragon's in the Diner

 I am in a diner, possibly with Cindy. We are being very careful and tiptoeing around a delicate negotiation of some sort. Our dragons are quietly sitting in opposite corners. We are deliberate about not arousing them.

Notes: Watched House of Dragons last night, then argued with Cindy. Got really ugly in my heart. Mimbled, you puss filled bitch.  Not good.