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Place withheld · 2015-01-29 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive

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First dream - fragment I was in school. With teacher and classmates we were talking about structural organisation of forestry units. Second dream I was in home. We were preparing the attic to make bedrooms there. First we had to take all the trash from there. If we found anything of value, we took it to cleaning. Most of the objects were covered with cobwebs. There were gigantic spiders walking on them. They had random colors, like red or yellow. Two of them made a huge cobweb across the whole room. Third dream With my siblings we went out of supermarket. It was starless, moonless night. We went to the parking, and looked for our vechicle. We have found it. It was a tanker. We climbed up to its roof. The driver probably was not aware of this. As soon as my siblings jumped up on it, they have fallen down. I was holding on, until it started to move. I have fallen to the ground, and could not move. A man in white radiation protective suit came, and started to kick me. I could see the footing of his shoes quite vividly when he kicked me in the face. Suddenly the driver of tanker drove over my siblings. He could not reach me with the vechicle, as I was lying too close to some buildings. When he tried to drive over me again, I could move again and I escaped by climbing up the roof and jumping straight into my garden. I have landed in front of gigantic cobweb with two spiders on it, one was red and second yellow. Both had six black dots on them.

 

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