Spider

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I dreamt that a date showed me a picture of a huge black spider with extra legs. He took me down to a beach to kick rocks over to find one but he wouldn’t tell me if it was poisonous.   Nevertheless, I kept kicking rocks.

Revolving door

Raptorpen

I dreamt that I was in a dangerous animal pen, like in Jurassic Park for the velociraptors.   Four of us were holding the four corners of a large leather sling.  A big writhing animal was being lowered from above pen and we were tasked with catching it and wrapping it in the leather.   When partially enveloped in the sling, the animal writhed loose and someone yelled, “Run!”   However, we had to keep hold of our own piece of the leather sling while trying to exit through the one of four revolving doors in each of our corners.

Stuffies

stuffies

I dreamt stuffed animals (‘stuffies’) were mating and having lots and lots of tiny stuffs that started to pile up all over, filling up the whole earth with fuzzy animals.  I was looking down on the earth from space and could see just a ball of stuffies growing and growing.

[This gave me a panicky nightmare feel.]

Mushroom clouds

I was walking around a city looking at another city scape in the distance.  Mushroom clouds started appearing on that skyline and were coming closer and closer to my location.  I crouched down closing my eyes and suddenly I could feel grass under me and I could feel myself rolling and rolling.   There was the feeling of a tornado storm surrounding me.

Then the grass I could feel beneath me change to the feel of rock and water.  I couldn’t get any oxygen and I had to open my eyes to breath.  I saw lots of people down in the valley on the rocks.  There was no storm.  Many of them were on their cell phone trying to contact family back in the city to see if they were ok after the nuclear bombs, but there was no cell service.

I wandered down into the valley and came across my sister-in-law, mother-in law, father-in-law, and nieces-in-law.

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Genre

I dreamt that my daughter, who sometimes became dad, and I were being forced to go into a closet.  Two people in there would show us a video clip from tv or the movies on the back wall.  We had to determine the genre of the clip, leave the closet, Continue reading