The Candle Church

Dream recorded 11/4/2023

I was staying in a huge house with family. Someone we knew was there. We met at a bar called something with a “C,” maybe “Cold Beer,” I’m not sure. It was a short name, two words. We tried to call her and get her to meet us, but she couldn’t find the place.

I had a fight with my mom and walked to a church. You did too, and you fell asleep on the podium in front of the whole church with your shirt off, but no one cared. I lost track of her because she got distracted and was wandering around the city. Eventually we found her again. You came around the corner putting your shirt back on.

Someone tried to steal my phone, and you grabbed them. They just stopped breathing.

The house we were staying in was incredibly old but also a mansion.

The church was huge and completely full of people. Everyone had a candle. I was walking around with a broom that had a fanny pack attached to it. The church pastor or coordinator placed it somewhere, and we had to find it. He lost the broom but still had my fanny pack.

We started walking through a neighborhood. One house was decorated for sorcery and soul reading. The neighbors were arguing—young white women, and one of them looked emo.