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More than just a Dream?

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As I have mentioned before in a previous post, I keep having recurring dreams. I think what is most interesting about these recurring dreams is that the events may differ but the location, the landscape, the houses, the feelings are always the same. I digress...
       My most recent recurring dream was in this city. I've been here countless times in my dreams and I am certain I have never been to any place like it in real life. It appears to be a real life commercial city, and many events have happened here - in my dreams. It has several elegant plazas and shopping malls on the most prominent strip. Both sides have factories (furniture and pillows for e.g) and malls interspersed with popular restaurants. They also have connecting allies that could take you behind the buildings.For example, in one of my previous dreams, in this same location, I dreamt that behind those allies were very dangerous and that there were mobsters or some very dark and dangerous people who would start chasing you if you ventured too far. Not because they necessarily wanted to harm you, but that you would be caught up in an ongoing turf war.
      On another ally, on the opposite side of the strip, you would end up in a humongous low income residential community. There were several floors of these very tiny apartments and they were literally as tall as the sky scraping malls and factories. I have been on the inside of one of the apartment floors, in previous dreams. Each unit is very small and very hot, the walls are very thin and the best view is the neighbours' living room window on the opposite apartment building or maybe the back wall of the shopping malls. It all depends, I suppose. There are also connecting hall ways running through the apartment buildings and they are most times cluttered with junk and rubbish, no graffiti.Generally the front of the city's strip is very warm and promising. The road is immaculate, expansive and spanking new, the paint on it fresh. But once you venture off the strip it gets dangerous, dark and ominous. This also applies to the inside of some of the malls. Things aren't always as they appear.
     The malls have a variety of stores; art, hobby, women's and children clothing, home furnishing, you name it. But once you venture off by yourself on the stairs or in an elevator darkness ensues. Not so much in the form of persons, but more in the form of a dark presence and a feeling of being dangerously lost and in trouble.
Another place that has stuck with me, from this city, is this popular hangout spot. People are constantly going in and out like robots. It is located on the corner of one end of a strip and a connecting ally. The outside is very straightforward. It has a plain grassy area for dances (adult crowd); a section with regular swings, tire swings, slides and other interesting rides (for children); a hilly area that leads out to the beach where people can picnic, lay around or what not and a bay area where one could board a mini 'barge' for a midnight sail (which could also be very dangerous) as I have experienced in a previous dream.
     However, right next door to this area is what I can only describe as a 'giddy house', as the rooms constantly change. It is the most unpredictable part of the city. It is a one story building, red and black in color and shaped like an octagon.It is generally dark whether night or day. I have been there before  for a meeting (it had a podium and was set up like a miniature Roman stadium); for a movie at another time (set up like a lecture room) with a big screen; searching the passageways looking for someone and for a cheer leading event (it had a stadium like feel but there was actual grass).
      When awake, I always have several questions concerning what I saw and experienced. In the dream the city feels so real, so tangible like I was actually there in real life. Then whenever I return everything is so precise and so exact, even the unpredictability of the 'giddy house'. Most times I can't help but wonder if this city and my visits are more than just a dream...
~Love God,Live life,One Enkounter at a Time~

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  1. I was here in my dreams again just last night and the description is spot-on.

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