-I have had several dreams of Days of our Lives
-I think there is a series created on me on another planet called Days of our Lives
-the several dreams say this
-maybe the style or tone of the series is similar to in my dreams
-I had a dream that went like. There was a massive volcanic eruption in 'California'/ Los Angelos' area. Covering and extending flames etc over most of it. In the dream I wondered if it had been a TV series idea somewhere to do a series based on that
-in one I realized there downtown at Devon Mall people with lives like in Days of our Lives. I was unhappy because I might have to TELL THEM or I WOULD BE FOUND OUT. The former Devon Mall shops had a roof shaped like a Pyramid or volcano or hourglass. (Attached to it once was FARMERS store as in FLAMES)
-I had a dream. There were a few characters females from Days of our Lives. One character indicated something that I was sort of sad about. The character was still a bitch. And another sad element another female character was dying
-another Days of our Lives dream I had. There was a woman looking like character Liz played by GLORIA LORING / GLORY LOVING / JESUS CHRIST. Her family like from Days of our Lives were suing her. She went in to a really large tent / volcano to look after children. Next she was lying on her back with all WHITE EYES. The Mills Reef Winery channel Jesus Christ planned fails. The character DOUG bended over her concerned. DUG as in the VOLCANO
-the Americas masses surviving would somehow survive left badly burnt. The scene I might have imagined on a scene. The character Julie talking to a relative. Her relative says You know how the scarring embarrassed you. I too might have misread her character a reader saying it was a mistake making her a bitch. The disfigurements make many terrible
-a maybe attraction I imagined at Fantasy Land when I was very young. A few story tall, white rock hill shaped like a volcano. With body width tunnels running through it
-at a small Attraction Park by the Sydney Pier about 1980. I went in to a revolving box held just over the water. It was dangerous there was a strip gap running along one edge. Like a hourglass
-the Street I lived in to about 1976 12 JAMES COOK Street. The Captain who charted New Zealand first. Like this tells people trying to escape the volcano where to go. JAMES COOK / FLAMES COOK. Up the end of the Street in paddocks in a DITCH I once saw lying the full SKELETON of a man. The volcano and a burnt body. The volcano is under America / s. Travelling upwards is no good. His ship the ENDEAVOUR. The END of DAYS of OUR LIVES with the volcano. My earliest memory coming in to live in that home for the first time
-when very young I was sitting on the toilet and accidently dropped a piece of chocolate in the bowel. Like excretion. In 1981 at Intermediate at the top of the field. Overflowed excretion. Maybe standing for Alternative Earth and the volcano
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