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I am 70 happily married, and by most peoples standards very affluent. My wife is an incredible woman who I know loves me. My two children are happily married and very successful. I stopped full time work at 58 and decided to go to university. 5 years later I got a 2.2 from Oxford. Yet I have regular very disturbing dreams in which I am working in a job which I recognise as being the one I actually used to have, yet I am not sure about the layout of the — stairs keep disappearing — and the people around me know I am supposed to be 'important' and yet they ignore me and I, constantly looking for something to do, wonder aimlessly and insecurely around this constantly changing building. At other times I frequently have other equally disturbing dreams, in totally unrecognisable and inexplicable situations.

I am a frequent 'epic dreamer'; and have more recently experienced 'lucid dreams' where I can change, or manipulate, my dream to my own liking. These dreams are sweeping and beautiful, massive in scale, and can feature mountain ranges, valleys, vast moorlands, oceans, islands, lonely beaches or beautiful villages in the snow. They seem to go on for hours, uninterrupted, and I can recall every single detail for years afterwards. They all, without exception, feature an enormous house (different every time) and nearly all feature sex with an unknown man, who is always different and doesn't look like anyone I know. The house is always huge, isolated, gothic, empty, mostly derelict, with hundreds of rooms and the dream predominantly features me, either alone or with this man, discovering rooms. I am always excited, sometimes sexually exicted in these houses; somewhere in the dream is the knowledge that the house belongs to me and I'm discovering it for the first, most exciting, time, and deciding what I can do with it. I explore attics, cellars, staircases and bedrooms, but I always seems to linger for a long time by windows, gazing longingly out the the incredible view, or by enormous fireplaces, looking into the flames. Sometimes the house is truly derelict and haunted but I'm not scared, just in awe of its beauty and amount of rooms. There is always a very lucid feeling of real excitement in the dream and this usually turns to sexual excitement as the man in the dream makes his move on me. It can be incredibly intense and romantic, and the feeling stays with me for days or weeks. Sometimes years! Less frequently (once a month maybe) I feel such intense grief in a dream I wake up with my pillow wet and I'm depressed for days. Yet I never know why I was grieving. The only feeling that remains with me is that I've lost something and can never find it ever again. Sometimes in my dream I decide it's not romantic or gorgeous enough, and I can go back and change the crucial scene to my liking. I am even discussing this in my dream with myself, saying 'hang on - I could have been more heroic or powerful in that scene. Let's go back and do it again'. So I do, but improve on the outcome. All my dreams are so beautiful, and so epic in scale and emotion, that they exhaust me and real life seems very dull and ugly and unromantic in comparison.

Last night, I had a dream similar to many of the dreams I've been having lately. It involved me finding someone who offers me drugs, and I take them and use them. I have never done any form of drugs or tasted any alcohol in my life, but recently I've been having consistent dreams of drug and alcohol use. In my dream, I was walking through my neighborhood alone. I came to the end of one of the roads near the edge of the forest, where I was greeted by a unisex person I've never seen before. They took out a plastic bag full of marijuana and I asked for some. They only spared me a handful, but I took it and quickly pocketed it after popping a few pieces in my mouth. I then realized I took it too early and started seeing things. The sky appeared on the wall of the room I somehow ended up in, and I could see every gust of wind that entered the room. I was with two or three other people who were completely wasted. I remember an incredible numbness to what I was doing.

I am sitting on my bed and I look down and see that the front of my shirt is soaked with my blood. I take my shirt off and realize the blood is coming from three holes in my stomach. there are worm creatures coming from the holes, poking their "beaks" out and depositing eggs onto my skin. It doesn't hurt but I can feel them moving beneath my skin. I become instantly panicked and frantic and try to pull one out but it has itself hooked into me deep down. I frantically search the internet on my computer for a solution or an explanation to what the parasites are but to my incredible frustration I can't find a single useful entry and the searches get more and more distracted and off-topic. I become so panicky I almost begin to cry before I wake up. I never found an answer.

I was in a big apartment. In a huge block of flats. Many rooms, all spacious and full of light. And there were many people in the apartment. I didn't recognise the faces but I somehow knew they were all my relatives. Brothers and sisters of my grandparents, aunts and uncles, some very distant cousins. In the rooms there were also many... pigs. Not those little ones like pets but regular, big, fat pigs. With different colours. Some pinky, some with big dark patches. They were running around, me with them, having lots of fun touching them and stroking. They were very clean and I was playing with them as you normally play with dogs. But at the same time I was thinking that an apartment is not the best place for them and I was a bit afraid they'd make lots of mess there. So, I decided: we need to go outside. Me, all my relatives (lots and lots of people I'd never seen before), all the pigs, an incredible crowd, all together! That wasn't very easy. The apartment was very hight (10th floor, maybe more) and all at once we wanted to take elevators, stairs, any possible ways out. The chaos was impossible! I took the stairs as I didn't want to wait ages for the elevator. At last: all out! It was beautiful outside... Lots of sunshine. Many vivid colours. Summer probably. I didn't know the place at all.

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