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I am a young girl in a 40's or 50's style summer dress in a backyard (very barren) there is a big house but no-one around and I'm in the middle of nowhere there is a light breeze and it's quite warm but very earie. As I am in the backyard I am sitting at a little table playing with a tea set, as I'm playing two very tall men walk around the corner (I can't see their faces they appear blacked out) and I think they are wearing some sort of uniform. I don't want to go with them and as they get close I can see a massive explosion on the horizon which turns into a mushroom cloud as it gets closer I can feel the heat and the wind and the men are happy and I wake up just before the explosion finally reaches me. I haven't had this dream in almost 2 year but before that I had it at least once a year every year from an extremely young age and I am now 21 years of age. I get the feeling it is something I have experienced before as it is so realistic and more like a memory then a dream.

1697 - There is a feeling blackness and desolation where once productivity and sense of community took place. “When I arrived, windows were closed up; tapestries covering windows. You could tell there was pillaging and evacuation with the arrival of this new emerging power. Where when I arrived, it was flourishing. The thick walled gates have been damaged. When it once smelled earthy, now is stench and filth. Now it is just a castle in the middle of nowhere with occasional lost chicken or animals running loose. 1697 KRK – ah, a stoney sectional-multi level house surrounded by cypress and pale yellow roses. The cliff drops off to one side, sloping down into the water. Deep blue water. The furniture here is not as thick and woodsy as (Lika castle) but more primitive of animal skin. There is a window that looks out into the water. Sun shines through it! Terraces looking out over cliffs. There is a small kitchen, where of, course, I love to spend time. Herbs grow in windows, and bouganvilla in pots. I don’t really feel cold, but love the smell of wood burning in a stove. When we arrived, walls were cracked and there were no potted plants of color. There is a little notch of a private cove were we dock a wooden boat. Sometimes at night, we would take a lantern and fish for silver fish. They are drawn to the light. We keep a mule for carrying provisions up. A goat. Some chickens, some pigs. Our diet is mostly fish and vegetables, cheese I make. You make cheese? I laugh, yes. Cook has been with me a long time. She has been my right and left angel wings. Lost her husband about five years ago, all knotty fingered from years of hard hard work. Never a complaint. You need to remember that we have to be discreet, in hiding. No music. No friends. Little laughter. A lot of contemplation. A time to tell my story. Sometimes, my eyes are so weighed down with the darkness of death. Here I don’t have to dress in accordance with the social status of my relations.

In my dream I am in the middle of nowhere with a large group of people. The only near landmark is a gas station about a half mile away. I am by a fence which has nine figures lined up against it. The figures are large and have human and animal characteristics. In the confusion a man announces to the crowd "Choose your God so the ceremony can begin." I don't understand what's going on so I choose no figure to stand by. All of a sudden the figures come to life. As people begin walking away with their gods I am tripped and I fall into a kneeling position. What appeared as a bow was me attempting to stand up when all of a sudden I see a large daunting figure in front of me. He has the head of an ox carved out of wood for everything above his shoulders. The rest of him is a sturdy and well bit man like body. he grabs me by the legs and drags me away from the crowd. He pushes me to ground as I try to stand up. He places a cup on the ground begins to pour a flammable and toxic liquid on me and into the cup. When I attempt to drink it I vomit. He sets the liquid on fire, catching me a flames. The flames go out as quickly as they began. I try numerous times to drink but I fail. All of a sudden I am horrified to see the figure dousing me with his own ejaculation. It doesn't seem to end. :( I look behind him to see my father motioning for me to escape. He is at that gas station that was mentioned earlier. I empty out the cup and attempt to drink the liquid one last time. I set the ground around us on fire. I make a run for my father the get away car...I woke up before knowing if I had escaped.

First, i was in this parking lot and a teenager i know was talking to a girl and he started being very violent with her and beating her up. He got arrested. I had his jacket in my hand and i gave it to him before the police took him. He said he's not cold but i said maybe he will be cold later and he said "you're right" hand he took the jacket. Then, i was driving a car (i don't have a driver's licence in real life) and i stopped in this very small and add parking lot and there was a very cute and white little doggie. I was petting him. But then, suddenly, i don't remember how i got there but i was on some heals with several people. And there were so many polar bears, surrounded by a stone fence (it was like a zoo, but a very strange one, in the middle of nowhere and only with polar bears). Suddenly, dogs and and the people around to see the bears were in there with them. Of course, what followed was a massacre. The bears ate the dogs and the children and i was scared but i was angry at myself that i was just standing there. I felt like i could have done something. The most strange thing about this dream was that when i was on that heal i could just take a few steps and see the city. Well after the massacre the city wasn't there. And the way home, that was somehow underground, became like a labyrinth, so i couldn't find my way home. I think i woke up after this

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