2.7.09
20.45 - 03.39
I was in a hotel with my Grandad L. and some other people including a random Chinese guy. I go to my room. Its bare apart from two single beds and a bedside table all in cheesy 70's decor.
Someone tells me this is a meditation retreat place. I'm wearing my old school uniform. I arrange to meet the others in five minutes then I go to a library room to get some books. On the way I go through a security scanner and I set the alarm off. A security guard searches me, something on my belt had set the alarm off.
I get to the library, there's a lesson going on in there but the teaches says I can still get some books. The books are mostly boring text books, with loads of copies of each one like at a university library. There are some Forestry Commission books on trees. I leave the library and go to meet my grandad. I set off another alarm and get searches by another security guy. He says my clothes are ok, but I cannot change into more relaxed clothes as this place has a strict dress code, you can't wear trainers or caps.
03.38 - 05.30
I was in a club with A. and some other friends. We were dancing and drinking. We were having a good time, talking with some nice girls. A. racks up lines of coke for everyone. I have the last one, as soon as I take it the music stops, loads of policemen come in and start firing shots. The club is being raided. They're not normal policemen, more like military police, they start shouting at people and being aggressive.
They herd us all into a dark room downstairs. A. stashes his coke in a plant pot on the stairs. Once we downstairs the policemen get all the men to line up, they start searching us then they tell us to take of our trousers. A man comes up behind me and roughly grabs at my crotch, he says "Are you a man? Where is your manhood?" He and all the other policemen start laughing at me. I start crying.
Dreamsigns:
Context - wearing my old school uniform and being in a school-like environment.
Inner awareness - In both dreams there was the feeling of having something to hide, first from the security guards then form the military police. This escalated to a feeling of intense shame when I was naked. This was similar to the feeling of being on the run in my last dreams on 30.6.09.
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