2016-09-03 night of fear, conflict, near-nightmare level most of the time
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, 09-05-2016 at 03:15 PM (357 Views)
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+ I'm walking along a series of multi-level terraces (above a seashore?), this is my place. It is night. I look down and see I've climbed on to a medium-sized rectangular terrace/platform with room for several chairs to sit comfortably but not much more. There is a bright, intricate pattern on the tiles that line the terrace's floor. I look towards the water/away from the hill and I see a small/square pool (or large Jacuzzi) which is lit inside. The light from this pool is shining into the night lighting the area around. I know this is my pool. (I think about turning off the lights?)
+ in a room with some (friends?), people are outside, it's a threatening situation. I see my (girlfriend/wife?) 's naked back and it is covered completely from top to bottom with a "design" of self-inflicted cuts that forms a picture/words. I'm wondering how she did this, with a mirror perhaps? I think that every time I see her like this I will be reminded of what she did to herself.
+ I'm in a kitchen fighting with two young punks. It is a vicious fight. I'm throwing them around but no matter what I do they keep getting up and coming at me. There is blood smeared all over the floor. Sitting in the corner of the room is a crazy old hag with skin pulled tightly over her face like a mummy almost and a very wild look in her face. She shouts endlessly "HEH! HEH! HEH! HEH! HEH!..." I go to window and pull aside the curtain to the front yard/street and peer outside, it is night, I see that there are about a dozen (children?) standing there in formation on the street, standing still (with head down?) like zombies, it's a freaky scene.
I go out a door and the punks follow me I pick up stones to throw at them. There is a bin of smallish rocks there, black, and one of bright shiny bronze. I throw the rocks hard but it's like I have no strength in my arm and they don't fly very fast. The rocks do no damage at one of the guys even manages to catch one of them.
+ I'm driving on a bridge in an open vehicle (like a small scooter). There are dark figures (in robes?) I pass standing on the side of the bridge. A tall truck in front of me loses control, weaves, and topples over to the left right in front of me. I think that had I been there, just a small bit more forwards besides that truck, it would have crushed me.
+ Two people, a young man and woman, are racing (on scooters?). There's going to a particular destination, and the thing they're riding has some long wire about it, and a precise way of measuring distance. I think the destination is at reading "3000." I think the young man will win.
+ I'm in the common room of a suite of rooms that open off of the common room on the sides. It's cluttered and full with appliances like washing machines, cupboards, etc. Ahead of me in a room off of the common room is a team of kids, they are our enemies, but in this place there is no fighting or throwing things, but we do trade (candy) with them sometimes. A kid comes forwards and we trade candy, I get his Butterfingers. He says "it smells like mouse crap here" and I do notice a musty smell. And I then think I hear the scratchings of a mouse under the closed door to an adjoining room to the left. I get down on the floor and look under the door (there is a step or two up to the door from the common room to this is easy to do), and I see it is lit in there, and I see a band of mice in there, with brown fur, and they are emaciated/strarving, I don't think they'd make much of a meal they're all skin and bones.