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On the Bus: Another Dream

Last night I had another very unusual dream. I must have had several dreams but the last one is the one that rang most vividly in my mind. I dreamt that I was on a big jutc-like bus...one of those that have the big vent like openings in the roof. Well all of a sudden we ended up on a narrow road that had a precipice on one side and rock wall on the other side...there was no protection at the side of the road and we had a clear view of vast rock and river. I remember having this feeling of uneasy which would soon escalate as we soon discovered that we had no business on that road. We some how got word of the fact that we were driving on train tracks that were once not operational, but apparently there was a train due to be coming down the tracks at that time and the train was coming fast with no braking mechanism. The driver was however confident that there was an enclave coming up on the road where the road would widen giving him opportunity to pull off to the side of the road until the train passed. Needless to say it was risky business and many persons did not trust him.

         I was one of them who were not convinced and so we tried to jump through the openings in the roof and we managed to jump out and hang on to some thick branches above the bus. It felt like we were donkey kong at one point in time....just risky business. The bus however halted to allow us to get back on as the driver tried to convince us that it was best to be on the bus. So we got back on the bus and all I remember was seeing the train coming head on for the bus and the bus being unable to get out of the way. I remember thinking that something is going to be hit off the tracks and over the precipice. I'm not sure what happened next and that is the first real puzzle to me.
         All I know is that some of us from the bus ended up at this place that could have been an old station or rest stop, but apparently some of us came off the bus to get something to eat or use the bathroom, I 'm not sure. I was one of those who needed to use the bathroom so I headed straight into this strange place and noted that it was like a market. I recall seeing several fruits...all kinds of fruit laid out like goods on supermarket shelves. I paid it no mind and didn't even search for anyone to ask where the bathroom was. I did see a lady with her back turned, but apparently I really needed to use the bathroom so I went straight to where I thought I saw a bathroom, pulled the door and I just couldn't use the bathroom. While in there a couple was outside with their child who needed to use the bathroom and they were mumbling something about the lady outside saying it should be empty or something like that. Anyways I came out to find this lady and apologize for not asking permission to use the bathroom. As I approached her, her back was turned and when she turned around I saw my dead Grandmother! I was shocked and stood  looking into her face and looking at her stature. I would have jumped for joy and given her a big hug except I noted that she didn't seem to recognize me. So I was wondering to myself if this was really my beloved grannyma. Then I decided that maybe I needed to ask the person some questions before I jumped to any conclusions.
         In the meantime however, all those inside got word that the bus had left us and we were wondering how we were going to get to our destination, so everybody started thinking about persons who they knew who were on the bus that they could call. Strange enough I was in the market/rest stop/station with three of my old high school classmates and we were talking about some others who could be on the bus whose number we should have. We had a good time calling all the names and marvelling that they were on the bus too or maybe just at the fact that we remembered their names and the bonds each had with them. We searched our phones but came up with nothing. Something must have transpired after this but I just can't remember now. All I remember is that just as I was ready to talk to my Grandmother and ask her the questions that puzzled me; a mini-bus pulled up outside saying that it was here for us and we had to hurry. People were already on it. There was one entire empty row on the bus, but by the time I got on the bus and sat in that empty row, the bus drove off and when I turned around I saw two of my church brothers in real life laughing and in conversation, just happy and the entire time I just sat puzzled as to where I was, where I was going in this bus and what could have possibly happened to my grandmother. I woke up...still having questions...like:
1. How did I get on that first big jutc-like bus and how did it end up on that road?
2. What actually happened when the train came...
3. Did the bus fly away like the magic school bus or did we actually die?
4. How did we get to the fruit market and why were we left?
5. Why didn't I see my old classmates on the big bus before the rest stop
6. I can explain the bathroom part...I went to pee as soon as I woke up
7. But why was my Grandma in the fruit station and why didn't she recognize me?

~Live Life, Love God, One Encounter at a Time~

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