but no one was really listening to me or it wasn’t going through. And I was pretty frustrated and angry, but mostly disappointed.
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There was a dream I had about all these kids being trapped in this strange experiment being done by a man and it was sort of lke a very elaborate obstacle course with stations. And each station was a test where more and more kids would be narrowed out.
Each test was really bizarre and in one of the tests we actually turned into babies, and he was trying to see who was the smartest baby with the most like, natural raw potential to be intelligent.
And then in the final test it was just this open field and you’re running through it trying to reach the end of the course the finish line or whatever, and then someone is literally shooting at us and it’s hard to tell exactly where the bullets will be coming from.
So we’re all running for our lives just like a few of us left and I’m watching people in mid-run get shot and blood spurts in the air and they fall and die flat on their chests.
And I just keep running as fast as I can like, awaiting getting shot realistically but going as fast as I can and the person in front of me gets shot and then I realize, there is no way to get to the finish line without getting killed they’re literally killing all of us and it was like, no way to win really.
IT was a trick. And so I punched a hole in these big ply wood walls they had up where the shooters were hiding behind and sniping us from. And then got through, the boards were weak and not hard to get around at all. It was just a mental test not a physical test.
And one of the guys with guns saw me like “oh shit” and then started running away from me because I was like angrily running toward him, he just killed several people so I was kind of pissed at the system at this point. I wanted out of this stupid game. And I grabbed the gun from him and then hit him in the head with the back of it and knocked him out.
Then some other guys started running toward me because I wasn’t supposed to have a gun as a participant. Like other, staff members with guns. So I ran along the cardboard into a hallway that was perpindicular to where they were running toward, and I shot them all as they were running in the direction they thought I went, but I tricked them. So really I was just lining them up to get shot.
And then after that I put the gun to my side and just walked through the hallway to the end of the real game and the game maker guy said congratulations you won and I just spit on him and then slammed the gun into his chest and just kept walking past him.
I’ve also had a lot of dreams about mazes, and also about mental hospitals.
Like being admitted to them, and escaping them or trying to leave them. Etc.
And ever since Covid started I’ve had a lot of shopping dreams, particularly at Target for some reason.
I also had a dream about growing food in my backyard, in 2020. I think it was just an initial response to the ‘food shortage’ that occurred in early 2020.
A very scary dream in which I couldn’t find my phone and I soon realized my family was keeping it from me but why. I started down the shore house with a couple of very old friends and I wanted to tell one a story to explain to her why at the beginning of ninth grade, at a new school no less, I skipped out on her after school party to meet some guy. True story. Anyway the second of my friends wasn’t having any of my Blanc-like tale of woe she said just hit the highlights and you’d be done already.
Next thing I know I was wandering around the shore house and I had trouble speaking. So I asked my cousins’ friend to help me find my phone. No one would help me so I even offered $5 and still no one would help me.
I went upstairs and my cousins wife who now has a boutique in real life apparently had her store there. I was kind of flying around trying to land in a seat in one of the chairs or sofas and avoid things like cacti.
I was speaking to her and asking if someone could be a curator in her store with her own space to curate clothes but I admitted I knew that would reflect on the owner.
I again found it difficult to speak and asked for my phone. It became very clear that she or someone related had hidden it from me.
I was saying to her “I swear I haven’t taken anything today.” I started suspecting I had onset of MS and wanted to see her husband, my close cousin who is a doctor. She said only he was with a patient and “you don’t have MS.”
I asked “what did I have to eat today” and she didn’t answer me. Again I asked slower “what..did..I have..to ..eat..today..”
Woke up
Last night I dreamt I was in an airport, after flying to DC from Europe, I was waiting for a bus home. I video called alice on a payphone with a webcam and screen, and told her I was excited to come home. I met a 11ish year old Hispanic kid alone in the airport, and told him he should wait for a family member to come pick him up instead of traveling on his own. He seemed confident, and said no one would be coming to get him anyway and he left on a bus. While I was still waiting for my bus there was a tv screen with the news on. An 11 year old kid had been killed and his body was dumped in Rock Creek in front of a huge building. A church or gov building. It was the Hispanic kid. Other people in the waiting area saw him and were muttering and pointing at the tv. Then I woke up.
SC dream analysts, what does it mean?
Last night I dreamt I was in an airport, after flying to DC from Europe, I was waiting for a bus home. I video called alice on a payphone with a webcam and screen, and told her I was excited to come home. I met a 11ish year old Hispanic kid alone in the airport, and told him he should wait for a family member to come pick him up instead of traveling on his own. He seemed confident, and said no one would be coming to get him anyway and he left on a bus. While I was still waiting for my bus there was a tv screen with the news on. An 11 year old kid had been killed and his body was dumped in Rock Creek in front of a huge building. A church or gov building. It was the Hispanic kid. Other people in the waiting area saw him and were muttering and pointing at the tv. Then I woke up.
SC dream analysts, what does it mean?
Your dream would seem to say you may not to want to be held accountable for something.
Interestingly you were also speaking a lot recently about if you or Alice were to get pregnant who would conceive and your future plans for childrearing. Or none of the above.
Of course I'm likely wrong. Keep reading over what you wrote. I find as I do that for dreams their meaning becomes clearer to me. Best wishes.
