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Originally posted by ravenshadow13
you see people in military uniform? - Yes
you are either in combat or combat training maneuvers? - No
you are fully conscious in the experience, but are not the “normal you”, your perspective is in some ways juvenile vs. your normal one but at the same time you have knowledge and skills your normal self does not? - Yes
you find a hard time discerning if you are experiencing in the 1st person vs. 3rd person and/or switch between the two? - Yes
you feel that as comfortable and as familiar being “that you” is, that person and the experiences are incredibly unfamiliar and difficult to recall when awake? - Maybe
I had a dream maybe two years ago where I was in my kitchen and a man in military uniform was there. He questioned me about something and told me about an operation with a code that I don't remember (I may have written it down, will check later). I think he assaulted me and I woke up. I will try and remember what he said, and I think he told me his name.
It was very very different than my other dreams normally are.
Originally posted by ravenshadow13
reply to post by theresult
I dream about as much as I function in waking life, so, I am not one to judge what is frivolous and what is not in terms of reality and what not.
Ordered Choas stated:
In the first, I was with a number of people I don't know in a huge cinderblock room. I believe part of it may be underground, and inside there was better than a hundred toilets ( I know, weird). All these toilets were in six or seven different rows, and the overall design was akin to bleachers at a football game, each row you go gets higher than the last. Everyone was forced to use the bathroom at the same time and on schedule.
Okay I have had some dreams about the camps and maybe I can add some to this, because I think that I have been to more than one if not several.
The one thing that I do remember about one specifically is that it was very much like a jail or a prison. Now, like Nazi Germany some of the prisoners had different jobs than others and some different privileges.
In my case I must have said some of the right things or something because I had privileges to actually leave during the day and go work somewhere and I had a room that was nice compared to the fish tank area where I did also stay at one point. But I had a room that was away from the general population and clean sheets and privacy. Of course I had to report to these people and if they had suspected I had escaped they would have no choice but to come looking for me. It was like going through the work release program. Anyhow for the privileged people like myself, we would come back in the evenings and store our belongings in bins that had their own locks and all that jazz.
My friend Kara and I are driving in a car. The car is really beat up and the sky is this dark overcast type of color. I feel like I haven't seen sunlight in the longest time. We're talking but I can't remember really what about because that's when I notice the buildings. All of them are very tall like skyscrapers and are made up of what looks like large glass panels. The panels are moving, changing color, advertising things.
We pass under a bridge covered in soot and get into a car crash. Kara and I leave the car, checking to see that we are both ok. Suddenly there are men surrounding us, we both recognize them as police type men but they're not in typical uniforms.
I hear the words "Effective immediately" come off a walkie talkie on one of the men and two of them wrestle Kara and I to the ground. The man holding me down places one of my hands out palm side down. I feel a burning and I scream. The men let us go and Kara and I see that on our right hands we both now have a mark seared into our hands. I don't remember what the mark was exactly. I don't know why I can't remember.