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Concentration camp

Thursday, March 8 2012

Imagine you are in a walled area where you had to keep on the move or else you would be shot. I was running from wall to wall to avoid a bullet but realised it would be pointless as I could not run forever. I gave up and soon the threat of danger passed. Now I was on my knees and looking at the ground. There was sand everywhere. I was shown how to dig in the sand to a certain depth using just my elbows.

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Stuck in the sand

Sunday, October 19 2008

A young nephew of mine (Mark) was playing in front of me in the sand. He found a deep trench that had been dug out and got in it to investigate. I followed him, but when I also looked I initially couldn't find him. On further investigation I could see a small tunnel dug, and he had crawled down this and become stuck. My thoughr was of how he was doing to get out of this situation with the tide coming back in.

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The boy with a gun

Wednesday, March 7 2007

I was standing with a pistol on a sandy surface, looking towards where I believed was a gunman. Police were in front of me and a number of bystanders too. I pointed the pistol at the man, but did not fire because I wasn't that close to him and felt it would be a waste of a bullet. So I pointed my gun downwards and then placed it on the sand where I was standing. Then, a child who was standing with us with a double barreled gun turned, and made to shoot us all. I got down real low in a row of

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How to hide a dead body

Saturday, December 2 2006

I was on a sandy beach, digging a hole with my hands to show a boy how easy it was to conceal a child's body if it had to be hidden quickly. I was then walking back to the nearby station and wondering why I hadn't been caught for burying a body before.

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The Blues Brothers sandpit dig

Wednesday, December 21 2005

I was in a sandpit where there was supposedly a body buried. I was a part of the Blues Brothers, and there were three of us. I skimmed my hat across the sand to the other end of the pit and was told off because it had some use in finding the body. We were going to mark the location and come back and collect it later.

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Sand in the wound

Wednesday, December 8 2004

In this dream a man was describing how a construction was built far into the skies but based on water. The trick was getting the materials up higher and higher on a small platform. There was a fight scene in a Western in which a man's cuts were healed by pouring sand onto the wound. A toilet had been built with a false entrance, and i showed a man how to roll it up from the floor to get in. There were cubicals occupied with many men, and man's eternal problem of how to start the flow la

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Sand dunes and wee wee

Tuesday, January 27 2004

I'm walking amongst sand dunes with fellow holiday folks in China. Cities to my left and right, with an expase of sand between. There is an old school friend that I do not approach out of shyness. I kept needing to go wee, but couldn't perform. Bacon and egg on a plate, but for some reason I was being ridiculed about not picking one up.

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Seafront

Saturday, September 13 2003

I'm walking in a group along the seafront. We all then take a long detour down steps till we come to another walkway along the front. Here, we are in a tunnel rather like the underground and a race develops. I sense sand and sea but I do not see it. From here I walk a little and then head back up steps once more but this time alone.

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Fire, water and sand

Sunday, April 27 2003

I mix equal amounts of water and sand into yellow and white paste. Except for some reason I ask my mate Mick what it tastes like. Also in this dream I am scraping some mixture of a foil tray, like the kind that contains frozen food. I scoop it with a piece of card, removing the contents. A fire in a friends house. I see flames licking away in his living room so I enter his house and ask someone to call 999. I'm told the number is 911. I go to the stairs and try and shout out that whoeve

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Escape from Germany

Tuesday, February 4 2003

A tunnel is being dug to escape from a prisoner of war camp. As the tunnel is dug, I'm aware of all the fine grains of sand that are on the floor and I tell everyone to not forget about them. 'Attention to detail' I say. On the map of Germany that I have in front of me it is actually shaped like the boot of Italy. On the west border of Germany is Croatia. There might have been an old WW2 newsreel playing in the background to this dream.

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