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Pleasant dreams that haunt

My last dream was the only one i remember being so perfectly pleasant from beginning to end.  Everything was so convincingly real; from the main plot to the characters right down to their individual quirks, the story and its framework were a carefully lifted extension of real life, my life here, my life now.  I was fully invested in the story; i dreamt it in the first-person, and every move i made, every feeling i felt, was analogous to my character in waking life.  It was too real for me to even tell whether i was dreaming what i wished for or what truly will happen in the near future.  It was everything i wished for (and still wish for, possibly, maybe subconsciously), yet there were enough flaws in the story—pitfalls in the dream life—to convince me that the dream could be real enough to be premonitory.

It was part three of a series of dreams i’ve been dreaming on the same issue.  It’s amazing how much the story develops with each episode.  Every development is believable; there’s a clear explanation for every story arc, logical reasons for everything that the characters do.

I regularly have premonitory dreams.  This is only my second set of episodic dreams.

My dreams rarely ever make this much sense while being completely fictional.

The dreams i have the most trouble with are the ones with people i know in them.  When a dream moves and haunts me as much as this one does, i feel obligated to tell the people who were in it.  This time, i can’t bear to.  And i lost episode 2.

What if it is a premonition?  What if it’s the kind of premonition where it’s best for everyone to know about it?  But even if i did tell them, how could they possibly understand exactly what i felt, what i saw, what i knew so certainly in the dream?  It was something i could never believe in real life.

Or what if it’s the kind that doesn’t come true unless you do something about it?  Like a whisper in your ear urging you to go after what you were always too afraid to pursue?  Because you could never do that in real life?

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Flying dreams

I often have flying dreams.  I’m not sure why—maybe because i’m an air sign? maybe i have a penchant for lucid dreaming? maybe i just need an escape?—but whatever the reason, i highly enjoy them and don’t ever want to stop dreaming them.  I usually write down dreams that leave an impression on me, so fortunately, i have most of my flying dreams recorded, and those i haven’t recorded, i remember.  The following are excerpts from said dream journals with additional notes in brackets:
 

03/09/06:  The shooting fire engine and the haystack maze

I could fly.  I had to flap my arms forcefully and push myself up to go high.  I could reach the clouds.  I didn’t get wet.  The scenery was beautiful and the sensation exhilarating.  The wet fields looked glassy from above.  But the fire engine (was there only one?) kept chasing me and shooting at me.  I didn’t get shot, but i was very scared.  The fire engine was maneuvering a maze of haystacks/bushes below, and it was moving pretty slowly because it had to make several sharp turns to follow me.  I knew that hiding in the haystacks/bushes would be safer than being in open air, but flying down took a lot of courage because it meant getting closer to the engine.  

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