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This dream seems to take place in some other time and some other place. It seems to be long ago,
except the fence seems pretty modern. It's a tall fence with tall posts, and square wire fencing. I
think the fence was purely symbolic, while the rest of the dream might have been accurate.
I am a man in this dream. I am on one side of a fence with all the other men, and for whatever
reason all the women are on the other side of the fence, and through the square holes we are handing
them weapons of some sort. I want to say they were spears, but I can't remember. There seems to be
an enemy on that side of the fence.
Next thing I know I am standing on top of one of the posts, and forcing the fence down to the ground
at the same time (I don't know how I am doing that). The women seem suddenly very angry at the men,
but they don't have time to do anything because there is an enemy to deal with. When I look to the
side of the fence I was on, I see what appear to be centaurs coming towards me, very many of them,
but as they get closer I can finally see the horse's heads and they are simply men on horse back.
All the horses are the same color brown. The men seem really angry at me, and while they are
charging past me to deal with the enemy, some of them are also taking time to throw spears at me as
they pass. Some of them have their faces contorted with anger. My keeping the fence down allows the
horses and the men to easily gallop towards the approachig enemy. I never see the enemy, I seem to
be just doing everything I can to get as many people as I can to meet them.
I manage to catch in my hands every spear thrown at me, and I know they don't have time to throw
another one before they have to gallop off to fight.
Finally all the men have crossed over the fence, and leap off the post to join the fight, but I find
that some of the men are waiting for me, and they throw more spears at me, and they're still
scowling. I catch some of them, but now they're coming to fast, and I get speared, but it's not
enough to stop me. I still feel confused about why they're attacking me, we're all on the same side!
I finally can't go any further, and I collapse, face down, then someone comes to slit my throat. I
don't remember anything after that. I didn't feel any pain though.
I think what was going on here was something from a past life. I don't think the fence really
existed, rather that part was symbolic, and because of the obvious division between men and women I
am thinking it stood for the double standard, or sexism of some sort, and my pushing the fence over
was symbolic of my standing up for women's rights. I understood the women were pissed off at first,
when the fence came down, because they had not know themselves how filmsly the fence was, and they
could have toppled it themselves if any of them had tried, but it was not the right time to square
off with the men folk about it, there was trouble. The men, on the otherhand were pissed off at me
for doing this because they preferred the way things were, and I was mucking it up for them all.
It's my best guess anyway. I can't guess when this life time might have occurred, but I feel it's
quiet a early one, perhaps occuring in the 10th century, where, I don't know, it would have had to
have been somewhere with horses.
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I dreamt that I was moving a computer in a shopping cart outside. I was with some of my friends, and
we came to a point where we couldn't decide which way was the best way, so I told them to wait for
me while I went to check it out. We're not near any buildings or homes, we seem to be out in the
boonies. I walk with the computer in the shopping cart in front of me, and I get to some point where
I find a path that I think will lead me back to my friends. They're out of sight now. I start going
down the path, and then I suddenly think that something is weird about all of this. I decide to
leave the computer and shopping cart while I go further down the path. Then I finally realize I am a
dreaming, and try to get back to my friends to try to ask them questions, since I figure my dream
friends might be guides in disguise. A weird crab like creature scurries towards me, and I stomp on
it, and it tried to bite me with it's very long but useless mandibles. I feel like i am begining to
wake up. I try to stay asleep, but it's too late, I wake up.
Yesterday I got a new computer from my friends, because they got a new one, and were giving me their
old one. It's superior to my previous computer. I guess that's why it was in there.
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I forgot how it occured, but in my dream it would seem that I was forced into some sort of weird fighter
training. I didn't want to do it. As part of being in the team they shaved one side of my head, so the
other side was not touched. It seemed to make a difference if your hair was shaved on the left or on
the right. My hair was shaved on the right, and there was some deal about brushing the left side
towards the middle, so it sort of looked like I had a lopsided mohawk. I didn't really mind the shaved
I remember a part where I am supposed to fight while in a swimming pool. Talk about hard. When
you're in water every move is ten times harder, maybe that was the point of the training. I didn't like
this fighting, and decided to use a different tactic. I don't know how I knew to do this, but I change my
shape, and turn into a sawfish, almost immdiately I take up so much space in the pool, I force many of
the other fighters out of the water. They're also quite astonished. When I look closely at the bottom of
the pool I see the floor is covered with what seems to be thousands of little diamonds. I understand
that this is part of the training. If you can get to the bottom of the pool you can scrape up some
diamonds as a reward. I scoop up a lot of them, though I am not sure how I manage that since I don't
actually have hands anymore, but I do solve the problem of not having any pockets. I shove the
diamonds in my mouth. I think to myself that I must take care not to accidentally swallow any, and on
that note not be too greedy, and get back to the surface.
I don't know if this occurs before the diamond find or after, but there are two large men who are
braving the water dispite my now very menacing presence. But their vision is still inferior and I do a
disappearing trick by turning over on my back and swimming upside down. With my white underside
exposed I virtually vanish, and I can swim away from them.
Later I come back to the surface and return to my normal shape. A woman who seems to be the
instructor is aware of my having gotten diamonds from the floor. I spit them back up, but they're not
diamonds anymore. At first they look like glass beads (smooth instead of faceted), but then I find I
have taken up MUCH more than what I thought I had, and the diamonds become a wide variety of
different objects, among them a very small die (dice) where I notice the fraction 14/16 on it. I also
seem to have carried up a little box, which the woman tells me is quite valuable, and also some artifact
that looked like it was made from clay and made to look like a seashell. I thinkthe seashell figure also
had two human figures incorporated with it, and a small chip was missing from the open end of the
chonk shell part. The woman is impressed by my weird ability to change my shape.
I can't remember anymore right now.
I think sawfish leaked into my brain when last night my friends commented on a silly cartoon I drew of
a bunch of sawfish decending upon a sandwhich, and unintentionally four sawfish (in the cartoon) make
the shape of a reversed swastika and my friends Sean and Jenny laughed hard about that. I think
magic ninja school was influenced by someone mentioning the anime Naruto to me, and although I
haven't ever seen that cartoon my friends refer to something about it as magic ninja school, though no
one ever mentioned those words exactly. Still, the dream seems significant somehow, dispite the weird