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This mornings dream sequence was very choppy mainly because I only remember bits and pieces.
I was with family members shopping in what might have been an antique store like district and came across this store that was full of books. I was so excited to look through the books and I entered one back room that had books piled in high places I could really read or see. I tried to get a closer look and the books slid down the back and tumbled on one pile. I really wanted to get a closer look but then the dream faded.
I was in a store with my mom and my mom was asking me where something was I actually flown over to where the item was located. The next thing my mom wanted I told her it was way over on the other side to follow me and she grabbed onto me and I couldn’t fly. I told her I couldn’t fly with both of us.
The next series of events were quite strange. I had brought boxes full of stuff to donate to this one place and I was actually going to take the stuff out and put it on display for them and the lady came by and told me that if I wanted to swap out goods for goods I could. I remember untangling necklaces and putting them in this cabinet. Then next I was at a warehouse and it was like a lowe’s with home items and there was a back room you weren’t allowed to go without receiving an invite. I was with a relative and he had the “in” on the back room so we wandered on back. Inside the back room were goods that were hard to find and I always wondered where people got their cute decorations or artisit pieces for their home…you could buy them here if you knew the right person. I remember seeing Christmas décor and other items but the dream was really fuzzy.
I remember being in a field with a lot of what looked like cats and there was this one cat that would go out across this field and make a noise and it was a signal. I remember thinking that this was a bad day to make the signal so I ran into the field to warn the cat that this wasn’t the right day and I was struck by another person. The cat like creature turned and started to scamper…the creatures were running in all directions. I was wrestling the person that hit me and the person hurt my stomach. The next thing I know I was being rushed into the hospital. I had a circular design cut into my stomach that formed kind of a pattern but I couldn’t quite make it out. I was in a lot of pain. The doctor was pushing in on my stomach and I couldn’t speak because the pain was so severe. There were wires running everywhere and the pain kept increasing. People were shouting in the room to one another and I kept trying to the tell the doctor to quit pushing my stomach in as it was going to kill me, it wasn’t helping me it was harming me and the next thing I know I could hear a “flat line”. The room panicked and people were trying to do what they could to help me but I was still there, trapped in my body. I could see and I was trying to move my lips and I could see my arms and hands reaching out for someone to help me and I wanted them to know to please help me I wasn’t dead. I woke up relatively fast from that dream but wasn’t scared.
I am really interested in an interpretation of the last part of the dream...I've never experienced that before.
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Friends and I were walking through a building that had glass walls and a tin type roof and as we were walking through this rather open box we heard distant screaming. Peering out through the windows we could see people running from two very large legs. A giant was lose and heading our way. Before we could run out of the building the giant had ripped the roof off of the glass walls and my friends and I dropped to the floor to feign death. It was common knowledge giants weren’t that smart. The giant had a large tree trunk in its hand and was going to crush us with it but people armed with guns opened fire on the creature. He roared and started after the people with the guns. Due to his size and thick skin the bullets did nothing more than repel off of him but I’m sure they stung judging by the sound of his roar and the fact his attention was diverted so quickly from us to them. We didn’t waste time bolting from what was left of the building and we all parted in different directions. I ran straight away to home, where I had a candle that has been burning for quite a few years. The candle, if left burning, grew. But, if you blew out the flame the candle would shrink. Running down and through corners and fields and finally reaching home I made it to the ten-foot candle and I quickly blew out the flame. It started shrinking immediately, not too quickly but definitely quickly enough you can see it. I started out the door again in a full bolt back towards the screams of people running away from the giant. I placed the candle down and the giant started to shrink in size with the candle. The giant, turned and then realized what I had next to me, started to run after me. I grabbed the candle and started running. Trying not to break the candle as it continued to shrink in size. People with guns followed and as the giant shrank the bullets actually wounded him and after what felt like an hour of running the giant made one last small roar and fell to the ground with a thud. Looking back I had seen he had finally been shot to death, but I still kept running, knowing this was not a good a thing as more would be coming. I sprinted off to home again to relight the candle. The problem is the candle shrinks faster than it grows and by now the candle was down to three-feet. I had wasted a lot of it on this one single giant. The only thing left do was light the candle again and use its wax to write a letter. This particular candle had many properties about it, one being anything sealed in writing with its wax would come true and I knew this could be another way to battle the giants. Breaking through the door of my home I found a lighter and quickly lit the candle, placed it upon its stand, turned on the TV and found paper and pen and started writing. The TV showed many places where there were outbreaks of giant activity, not just in our area but it appears the whole of the nation had issues of some sort going on. I thought, ok, lets deal with this one step at a time. I finished the letter, grabbed the candle tilted to the back of the letter and sealed it with the wax and placed it in an area that faced north. I ran through the house yelling at family members to go into hiding. I then grabbed a backpack and ran out the front door. After running down several blocks I came to a warehouse that was actually still standing so I ran inside and was gathering materials when the police came and arrested me. I was thoroughly not amused. I was actually being blamed for the beast’s appearance and I had absolutely nothing to do with it, but I think the police who witnessed the candle trick thought otherwise. After having pictures taken, tags made, bills paid, I was released and warned not to leave the area since I had an upcoming date with a lovely judge that did not believe in any thing he couldn’t see with his eyes. After leaving the building I could see more giants coming in the distance, though these were much much bigger than the one that had arrived in our town earlier that afternoon. I’m pretty sure we killed a younger sibling to these very angry older siblings or parents or whatever giants have. My candle would definitely not work to remove our area of all of these giants. Time to go into hiding and hope the written letter would spring alive and help save us all. But thanks to my dog walking on me this morning and waking me up we’ll never know how that turned out.