All Human Beings Are Also Dream Beings!

Of course in my dreams I am always with a friend, today I was with my good friend Jonathan. As we strolled down the avenues of Park Merced (old neighborhood where most of my dreams take place), we noticed a familiar face in a crowded group of kids fighting. That familiar face was our good friend Salah. And Salah himself was dressed like he was ready to fight---he wore a long white t-shirt and shorts. Salah wasn't fighting though---he was really just hyping the crowd as the dream figures threw punches at each other---Salah would scream out mum merging words that would hype them up (basically gibberish). All of this Jonathan and I watched from a distance---and then in an instance Simons went off. It was the cops that suddenly aroused the crowd, and everyone started running (of course Jonathan and I were still speculating enjoying the show). It was funny because the first person to take flight and get away was Salah---he ran across a street and there was garage where he made his escape.*

I still remember his hand gestures too! He waved both In the air running away as if he waving good bye constantly (like a cartoon character lol).

The others raced up toward the distance that we were watching from and behind followed the cops in a cop car. As one raced passed me I noticed how familiar---it was an African American boy who went to my elementary, middle, and high school.*

The cops were on their tail, Jonathan and I raced behind to see who would get caught. The cops jumped out of the car and they had the boy from my school cornered. They say him down on this small dirt hill (weird I know) and arrested him

After observing that me and jonathan quickly got bored. Across the street was a building that holds a gym, and a place to play pool---in reality we go her when we are bored and have nothing to do. When entered the place was totally different. It was very futuristic, I remember a neon purple light spread through the whole facility. There were people dancing and they had beverages in there hands. When we went through the doors they slid open by themselves. In one particular room there was a movie going on, and no matter what the purple neon light proceeded in every room.*

Jonathan turns to me and tells me that there is a girl in here that was interested in me. He aid her name is Meeka (that's how I would spell it) and she has noticed me on Facebook. The rest of the dream we were on the look for this girl, whom I never got the chance to see her face*

Then I wake up

Allahu Ekbar