Morning of August 28, 2004. Saturday.
Some friends and I walk through different, unfamiliar areas of our neighborhood and solely by doing that, we eventually end up in the very distant future (common dream scenario for me). At first, we need to climb over hills of dark sand (reminding me of those near industrial areas I have been to in real life), and it is fun climbing and sliding down (a recurring dream scene when much younger), although there are also climbs on rocky mountains and cliffs impossibly high from ground level, though there is no fear. In this future we find that only a few people are left on the entire planet, and most of them are older cleaning ladies and dock hands who only live on smaller islands or near the sea and who are somehow slowly remaking and "fixing" the world that was destroyed. We are near the ocean and almost all the humpback whales that are still extant are sick and too close to shore. It is so bad, you can see old laundry suds and chemical sludge spray from them and tons of junk in the water (I do recognize the irony that “cleaning” ladies use detergents and chemicals that may harm the environment).
After awhile, a recurring dream ability of mine is focused upon. I move my hand in line with old, collapsed buildings and they become new; the chipped paint becomes a fresh, but dry coat. Splintered, rotting wood rejoins as fresh timber. A fallen bridge rebuilds itself so that we are able to walk to different cities to fix things up more quickly. The old boards actually come up from the polluted ocean to remake the bridge; and nails arise, lose their rust like dust falling off, several in a perfect line hitting the wood like bullets and remaking the bridge perfectly (even better than it ever was), moving toward land in each direction at the same time. It is known that the whales will also heal after awhile, and the suds begin to lower.
Seemingly integrated into a "reset" of aspects of my above dream was the subject of an ancient and extremely valuable semitransparent oval stone with a darker stone visible inside, found near a beach, I believe, though there is also some sort of vague scene involving a hidden panel in the wall at Loomis Street, accessed by moving a light switch a certain way. The darker stone inside, over time, slowly becomes a multicolored "alien" baby (of mostly dark brown, olive, and orange tones), the bright, wise eyes appearing first (after the hint of eyelids which eventually open), then the rest, but in clearly defined steps. This creature (possibly remaining within the stone as it develops further - its adult stage is not known) will also generate as well as give great power to heal this futuristic world as well as help my family, friends, and I. At this point, our travels seem to relate to an additional quest of some kind.
There is also an area near a seemingly long-abandoned park with bizarre ancient trees (that apparently serve as little houses in some cases) and "impossible" but natural structures that seem not of this world, yet (in my dream) I have a very clear but faux memory of my friends and I having played there often as children, so that it actually feels quite nostalgic and like a real memory. This is likely due to buried thoughts concerning the very large and highly unusual banyan tree that was in the playground in reality.
