The following is an actual dream included in my dream journal, and does not describe actual facts

Dream of: 02 January 1981 (4) "Broken Wings"

I was in a room full of people, including Paul McCartney and John Lennon. Lennon was dead and McCartney was eulogizing him. Lennon was raised up so his back was upright. I went over and sat down on his lap and listened to McCartney talk about him.

I had some Kennedy half dollars and I mentioned that Lennon had designed the back side of the half dollars, which pictured an eagle with a shield on its chest. One was very beautiful and I looked at it for a long time. Apparently the eagle on the coin was also on the inside dome of the capitol building or the Sistine chapel. It reminded me of the Sistine chapel.

I tried to read some words on the coin which appeared to be Latin. But I couldn't make out exactly what they said.

Someone began singing, "Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly."

I then left and went to the prison where the man who had killed Lennon was being held. It seemed like a mental institution. We were outside and snow was all around. The other prisoners were gathering around Lennon's murderer and were throwing snowballs at him. Some policemen dressed in red uniforms were trying to protect the murderer from the prisoners throwing snowballs. I was also going to throw snowballs at him.

The murderer made it to the top of a small hill. We surrounded him and were just about to crash snowballs all over him. The red guards finally made it to the top of the hill. They had been trying to make it up and had been falling back and picking themselves up and then falling down again. But right when we were ready to clobber the murderer, they reached him and we were unable to do anything to him.

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