Dream 1:
I was in some sort of evil staging area, with a small crowd, some evil, some not i think, gathered around a central dirty stage area. It was dimly lit, seemingly by fire, but the source of the light wasn't apparent. I was aware of an evil "main guy" who could have been satan or some other head evil type guy. There was suddenly a smallish scared looking pig in the middle, and then a huge dirty pig thing, really only it's head and neck, rose out of the ground and was trying to eat the little pig I think. After it appeared that the large pig succeeded in squishing or eating or whatever the little pig, they vanished. Now I became aware of a door behind me opening, which had been shut with chains. It was dark behind the door and I was very scared of what might come out, or grab me, so I crawled away from it (I was seated to watch the presentation). Others also moved away, however nothing issued forth. Then the scene shifted so that I was nearer the entrance of this place (by a hallway of sorts, with half a wall, like the entrance to a house).. And then I realized what was behind the door, because of what I saw and suddenly understood: There were two childlike things, not quite human though, skinnier than a child, with bigger heads, and yellowish skin. They were killed, hung on a short tree of some short with chains. I had a vision of them crossing a long road through the underworld (or something dark like it), and that was what was behind the door. But they hadn't made it, as they had been killed by minions of evil. Then satan (or whoever was in charge) questioned why they had been killed. A lesser minion either said or perhaps made it known via thought that they had been crossing the long dark road, and had been ambushed and killed, as they were not evil. Satan was not happy about this. "They were to be allowed to cross the road, it was to our purposes that they make it." Then he gave the analogy, again through more of a thought/picture transfer, that they were building large weapons of war (I had a picture of giant warships setting sail), and that to win the war they must sometimes sacrifice small battles. And that this act had hindered the progress of these large weapons of war. Then I woke up. Throughout the dream I had the impression that I was kind of the only one that didn't belong there, that if I was found out, they would be unhappy that I was there.
Dream 2:
I was in a large gymnasium, with many mats, and on the mats were high bars like gymnasts use. There were people there, but I couldn't see them clearly, as I was concentrating on jumping up to my bar. After I jumped up and started swinging around, I found that there was a weird springy rotating bar attached to the high one, so that when I swung, I swung into it, and it moved down to vertical and sprung back, pushing me way up into the air. I would let go, come back down and grab onto the bar, spring back off, even higher. I eventually flew high enough to hit the rafters of the gym, and then fell back down very slowly to the ground. Now I realized there was a secondary bar mounted above the main high bar, and a dial on a control below that "controlled" it. By turning the dial, different forms of weather would emit from the secondary bar, and I rotated it through rain, and sleet, and light snow, and finally left it on heavy snow. Snow piled into a high block on the bar (not sure how it stayed on the skinny bar), and I played in it a bit. I then began to make a snowman, and it turned out pretty pitifully. Some younger guys suddenly came running up and I was aware I was in a friendly game against them, and had some older guys on my team. I don't know who was on my team, but I knew Craig White and Tyler Haas from my church in Colorado were on the other team. They were trying to throw snowballs at the snowman, I guess (this is still in the gym, although the scenery has changed a bit and it's darker and free of people on one end of it. It's also clear of equipment over there, and there is a layer of snow on the ground). I chased Craig over and gave him a snow bath, and then did the same to Tyler, but there were too many of them, and when I had one down, the other went at the snowman. Eventually it's head got knocked off and I woke up.
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