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There is an alley full of shops of goldsmiths and workers. Next to that is a vertical mine, about the width of a pipe. It's full of star and heart shaped sand and dust. I end up at the entrance and enter for n apparent reason. I squeeze in, it's very dark and narrow and it feels like I can't breath anymore. My throat dries up completely. There is sand and rocks all around me, yet still I try to traverse that narrow, suffocating tunnel by crawling. Then the air gets so thin and I can't breathe. But still I manage to get to relatively open space, and I breathe in all the dust. I choke. But then I see a crevice in front of me with a natural magnetic stone because priceless coins are sticking to it. I pick up some of these coins and somehow manage to get out, I don't know how. Once I get out, I'm out of breath but well enough. I can see a hill behind me, and a very small hole. That's where I came out from, I think to myself. I get up and start walking back home, but I meet up with a family member on my way back. They ask me if I'm doing well. I just hold up my hands and tell them that I got them stars. Because the star shaped sand from inside in sticking to my palms. They get very happy and ask me where I always got it from. I just smile and then I faint, ending up back home. Then I wake up distressed

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There was a man. He was magical and bright. He looked like a King like the ones from old paintings. He had a handsome & stubbled face. He was around somewhere in his late 30's. I think I was enal enamoured by him. I don't remember it vividly, its all in a haze. I He loved me, I And I loved him. It suppose was a only hill station it was like he was the warmth I had. I think he was a king of a magical country that I had no idea of. But, he was married and he had kids. He was forced to make a choice. I was with friends and suddenly a young woman took my hand and began leading me away from my friends. Once we were far enough, she said he'd chosen me. She was his wife, the mother of his children. She walked me to a basement and I saw. my family there, He was there, too, with his children. I then realised that she would still be his wife and I would surely be the second option, always. Yet, I agreed and there was a ceremony after that. All my friends were there, majority of them were boys. Their faces were obscure but I saw a few familiar ones; Amrutha, Ananya, Samarth, Aditya, Hitesh, Rakshit One by one would put a kind of flower in my hair and tie a thread around wrist. Then, they sat apart from the rest the attenders. No matter how much tried to make them smile and talk, they didn't. They were not happy to be there. It was time for them to leave and slowly they disappeared. Next thing I know, I won was running the balcony, hoping to spot them on street. I saw them, all of them walking. away like it was nothing. But Samarth turned back and looked at me. I didn't want them to go away, to leave like that. But I understood that if I married this man, I would lose all my friends forever. I love them, all of them and for the first time the chill of the hills hit me and I wouldn't feel the warmth. Before I could do anything else I woke up

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I'm Nigerian and Igbo, I had a dream that all the Igbos in the State I was staying in right now(an igbo State) and, actually everybody, even non Igbos were being told we could no longer stay in our homes for some reason and to pack no more than 4 bags each of all our stuff and to come to a location and drop our luggage in a line, that the government would have them taken to new residence and use it to assign us to them. I think? Or something. And that we were not allowed to hold on to our luggage, that we *had* to put it down on the line, then go take a seat for the large state wide conference being held and listen to what the governor of the state had to say. The tension lay in the fact that throughout the stress of packing with the family I was living with in the dream (my cousins and aunty), entering a vehicle, and driving to the mandated location, I was terrified that this was actually a genocide. I kept on begging my Aunty and cousins to consider that this might be a genocide, or to flee the state and put our luggage in a relatives house in a neighboring state. They did not listen until the last possible moment, when I thought up and suggested the latter, by then we had already reached and dropped our luggage, and a female army soldier had appeared nearby and was watching us, so we had to leave it be. Another thing is on the drive there we would see things that in the logic of the dream, could have pointed to this being a genocide. One being a tree that we passed that may or may not have been a species that "usually" grew due to the circumstances that could be caused by a pogrom in dream logic, eg excess blood in the soil or the smoke of burnt human remains in the atmosphere or something like that. But it was never spoken out loud only suspected, so whether this was true in the dream isn't certain. secondly on 2 occasions I would see hills in the distance just absolutely *covered* in trash, sometimes with small piles of trash burning. And i would suspect whether the trash was actually the belongings and luggage we were submitting to the federal government. This one out of fear for such an outright confirmation was kind of doubted immediately by me. When sitting down for the conference, closest to the stage where the governor was speaking, a Hausa man in this dream, it was at a point where it was kind of up to the mechanics of my brain whether this dream would turn out to be something else or indeed a genocide. And in the dream I was either subconsciously or consciously but partially aware of this fact, it was why the 3 instances of evidence for genocide were being doubted with hope in the first place. So every word the governor would say had me on the edge of my seat hoping my dream would come in and provide a different explanation, soon a different scenario. One of the bases of my hope being the blatantly lower class Hausa people also standing around in the crowd because they live in the state too so had also been forced to leave their homes. Because in real life such drastic antagonistic action would never be taken with their own tribe in the direct crossfire. Either the Hausas in the government favoured their population, or betrayed them class-wise in a way that could be spun as justifiable. Anyways it was during this speech that I woke up. My heart was pounding so hard I expected it to be painful and causing some other physical reaction (the same way stomach aches are accompanied by nausea and a need to defecate). It got under control though, and I immediately started typing this.

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In space, Blue Planet, everything was Royal Blue, I see what is supposed to be me, land onto the planet, sort of on a hill, this is a blue cacoon, type of object, its huge. So anyway, this slides down the hill due to nothing else but gravity and erosion, I think to myself, (in the dream) how long have I been here, stuck up on that hill. Suddenly it cracks open, a mist shoots out, there is baby blue color light, in the inside. This entity that emerges is me, but this 'ME' is the exact same color as everything else. What makes this a beautiful thing is the moon of this blue planet, orbits at a slow pace and the way the light of it shines, you begin to see the inhabitants of this planet. in the cocoon, my skin is smooth in some places but then it's also of the same texture as the planet itself. All the inhabitants, have this trait on the skin. So, this entity looks over at me, she has these jewels, or crystals on her face, strategically placed to show she has to be of royalty or importance on this blue planet, she is absolutely blue and gorgeous, I speak the name Athena and wake up.

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I saw my cousin walking up a hill among various kids in uniform, he starts talking to some high schoolers and moves towards a school van that is full of guys( it is similar to one I've seen in my hometown when i was younger). As I leave, i fidget with a ring that was a gift from a friend and it still hurts me at the back. I see two guys in school uniform who were my brothers friends and i don't look at them but definitely saw them. Then suddenly see a couple near a temple like structure. The grooms ring doesn't fit so he tries to fidget with it too and the bride runs towards a jewellery shop and asks for a ring for herself. I am tempted and I also ask for a ring but trip on the doorway. Things probably fell out of my bag. I know the shopkeeper. He smiles and tells me there are no rings only one for the bride. As he picks up things from a box on the floor, I see my gold bangle and say that's mine. But he tells me its from the shop. I tell him of my receipt and call up a college friend (who apparently stays with me) but she has left the house and is going to class with a guy (someone we both hated in college). Then I remember that the gold bangle was bought nearby and the shopkeeper has the receipt too. It is my hometown but different. Then i look at my contacts and think if i should call up my mother

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