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Run, Rita, run!

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Thursday, May 4 2017

Night-time, seaside road with several houses on a hillside, facing the calm sea. The last house in the row is a safe house, though safe from what is not specified. Several people, including Peter and Methos are hiding in one of the big dusty rooms; it’s apparent that the building has been uninhabited for a long time. I’m watching the events unfold as a disembodied presence at first and alternate between indoor and outside scenes. Outside the streetlights are on and the visibi

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A cult in eerie jungle vault

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Tuesday, April 11 2017

The whole dream had a weird “Dear Diary” sort of voiceover. There is a tribe on the shore of the ocean bay, living in a village that’s built on stilts over the water, surrounded by a dense jungle. A part of the population belongs to a secret cult that is guarding ancient knowledge. I’m determined to become a member of the cult and at the moment the dream begins, I’m on my way to initiation. At the entrance of the bay there is a huge natural gray marble a

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Saving the little fish

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Saturday, October 15 2016

I had a goldfish in a water-filled plastic bag and wanted to set it free; however, I was on a planet that had no water on the surface; it was all dark purple sand. There were other people looking for water with me. I started digging a well and at some point the dry, loose sand gave way to hard-packed moist dirt. The other people lowered a rope down that I tied around my waist. I dug through the last layer of the soil and hung in the air above the subterranean ocean, where I could finall

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Desert

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Monday, August 29 2016

I'm running in a desert having climbed down the side of a canyon. The landscape is burned orange sand strewn with rocks and rusted pylons as far as I can see. I get to a road that's full of abandoned cars and walk for a while. Then I hear a noise and hide in a dusty hole by the wayside that contains a few dried-up corpses. A man comes along the road, banging on a round piece of metal and shouting that "The gunter-boats are coming!".

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Beach/Bleach

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Thursday, February 5 2015

   After fighting off home invaders (using crochet hooks) and lowering Kiddo out of the window on a rope, I rest on a bank of a small river. The water is clear and the sand at the bottom of the stream is pearly white. The atmosphere is one of total peace and serenity, and I sit on the riverbank for what feels like hours. I notice Lee approaching from the left and get up to greet him. I reach to hug him, but he just holds my hands in his, avoids my gaze and says that the sto

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Giant sandbox

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Monday, April 10 1989

  It’s a sunny day. I’m in a sand quarry, but perceive it as a giant sandbox. I’m building a sandcastle with a big mouse helping me. There are lots more mice flying about in hot air balloons or airships. ********************************************************************** The first dream I remember. The sandbox was probably inspired by the huge hole dug in front of our house for building another one. Rodents was a common theme in early childhood dreams. The dre

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