Date of dream: Friday, February 01, 2013
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N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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My dead grandmom's appartment is sold now - in waking life - but there is still something terribly attracting me to that place. On Feb 1st, her birthday, I'm going to that place but it's surrounded by space curve and I can't move further. Then I see grandmom's fixed image and realize she's fallen into a black hole, obviously dead now and travelling to eternity.
Next, I'm in a general hospital from my childhood, came for regular check ups. They ask my name and then: "The age is 16?" "No, look at me, I'm 28". "Not possible, this person is dead since two years". How do they know?
Then I'm wandering around the hospital, part of which has been re-built into a restaurant, where two Japanese schoolgirls are playing the piano. I'm moving freely and no-body seems to notice me.
Date of dream: Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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I had a baby and I was pregnant again. I didn't know the father of any and I couldn't remember, how I gave birth to a first baby. Then I remembered and felt awful pain. But what was worse, having a baby already and being pregnant again would mean that all my plans change upside down. This I didn't want. It would be immoral to abandon the baby and have an abortion. So, I was telling to my mom: "I will sit in a car, hit the wall on full speed and die. No-one can stop me".
Date of dream: Saturday, November 05, 2011
Level of Lucidity:
N/A
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Lucid Intent?
No
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Me and some unknown people were sitting in a small room with glass walls. Suddenly one person raised and escaped, while everyone was shouting that a terrorist is approaching and we would be shot. I knew, there was too little time and I couldn't change anything, so I just closed my eyes and said: "It's over. Now, there will be only darkness". Usually, I felt guilty before dying in my dreams, this time I didn't. I felt that someone is approaching and shooting at me. And then I died, and I didn't wake up, there was only darkness. Suddenly, I understood, I could open my eyes... and I saw that I wasn't shot... but there was another person laying and bleeding. So, I tried to help. I also remember, there was a huge persian carpet, covering the whole floor of my dead grandmom's appartment. The appartment looked awesome.
