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Search for a new home, a dream most based on "places". Flying... I flew to Douglas home, entered by the window... Also searching in a comic book colection.
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I was with friends on the street, at the end of a long dream (of wich I lost all record). I begun to fly, and I decided to tell everyone that I have learned how to fly. I thought I was in waking life, and I feel I was telling something incredible. And I begun to fly, to exibit myself. I flew the peculiar way I fly in dreams. I cannot describe it easily, but is a very definite way, with specific characteristics and technics, and I have indeed being learning how to control and use it, but in dreams, of course. (It is so real that I sometimes think that someday I will be able to do it in real life!) Luis was there and I was happy that I could show it to him. I really had the feeling that we were in waking life, and that I was showing them something that would change the world. I ask my friends how do I looked like when flying and they said I looked like a "yellow stone with eyes". Luis have leaved and entered a house. I went after him and gave him a demonstration, flying inside a room. He laughed and put his hand on my showder, then said, "try now". With his hand on my showder I couldn't fly and fell to the ground.
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A dream about a house I was going to inhabit, or I had inhabited, I don't know. I kind of invaded the house in this particular dream, but - it is the remarkable feature of it - I had been in this house before, I was quite sure, in other dreams. I flew to it, it was a second floor home it seems, and entered it feeling some mixed things: I had been here before, I see many objects that are mine, including the little table I have by the side of my bed in real life, but I feel I'm invading someone's home at the same time. It's very confuse and since I can't figure the details I would'nt write it down, but it left such an impression, I will just mention it as it is. At the end of the dream the owner of the house showed up with a friend of mine, and I felt a little fear by having entered and searched his home without asking but he just greeted me and ofered me his hand. He was somewhat familiar. It was a clear day in the dream (I like to mention if the dream is by day or night, if it is lighted or darkened, I think it is important. I like day dreams better, wich is somewhat obvious).