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Just had a dream where at first I was at some adventure activity thing and I had to jump over a small lake and pull my self up on the other side. I did it then had to climb next to me to get to another part that I had to climb up. It was here I became aware of two other people with me. A woman climber and our instructor. We both had cameras on us that detected when someone was nearby. I climbed this part too. As I got up I seem to remember suddenly being on a horse and riding to a castle. It was a very tall horse as I barely fit in the castle. But for a time so where its occupants equally tall. One such tall person who we found at the entrance was the one who the camera was supposed to detect. I think she was the castle librarian. The entrance was a library. As we walked past she screamed as we had startled her. She resembles and sounded like a YouTuber I watch. Everyone went into the main hall to dinner but I was too busy messing around out side as apparently I was now experiencing zero gravity. Eventually I matured a bit and went into the main hall too. The whole castle was decorated in a way that was very warm and inviting, lots of pinks, not stone cold. The main hall was no different. Its occupants were at the dinner table and discussing the paintings. Some looked medieval but were somehow depicting the parents of the man in red (we were somewhere between the 1800s and now as the dream seemed to switch between the Victorian era and now). That man in red was Laurence Olivier’s version of Shakespeare’s Richard III. Also at some point in the dream I was in a modern fighter jet plane with 5 other people, 6 miles up. I jumped out for some reason. Landed in water and survived with barely a scratch.

So I had this strange dream last night. I don’t remember much about it except at one point I got shot near my left hip / left side of my torso. And then I remember getting messages about why I had t shown up for work. Any help deciphering?

Hi guys. This is a poem I wrote when out for an early morning walk. Feed back and discussion of themes and symbolism would be appreciated.

Title: The Midsummer poem

British summers are our delight. These are the
events of a midsummer night.

In Avery Hill Park I was, one midsummer's day. Twas late evening and my senses were aflame. The cool air gave everything around me a faint blue tint. I am sure for the birds above, my black and wet velvet hair made a glint
As I breathed in the crisp, clean air, passing gently against my hair, a pleasant evening dew danced on my tongue. All the while, my nostrils were pleasured with the fresh grass flair.
Now, above me, over the skyline, a fire-red hue was flung.
Onward I travelled, though yearning to stay was my plight. No more than half an hour later, J tilted my eyes to meet now a starry blue sky. Twas the oncoming of night.
Suddenly my ears became alight. Silky gurgles, lilting to my right. Behind a bush, the black velvet hair of three figures trembled in the spill of the silv'ry moon light.
I smiled. A revel of green sleeves lies here tonight.

So one of my earlieast memories is a dream i had when i was 2 or 3. In this dream i saved jesus from dying on the cross and it was at nighttime. Those arr the only details i remember. for context, i was raised in a semi religious family but i hadnt read the bible yet - and im no longer christian if that may be relevant to helping me understand this dream.

So today i woke up and was sopposed to be at tge gym by 12:00. But due to a poor nights sleep i dosed off ( though i had coffee, biscuits and water to try to stay awake) and started dreaming. This part of the dream felt a bit like liminal spaces. I was in some sort of water park diving down the slides and having fun. Then i was outside in my old home town (some of the details where wrong but the general design and layout was fairly accurate) next to a play ground i used to go to when i was little that was in a field. this place was pretty empty. Now, irl i have a fear of wide open spaces. Whenever im in them i suddenly get anxious to run to cover, something sturdy i can grab hold of, or a builg up area. This transfered into the dream so i started to walk funny with my hands outstretched (some people who i didn't know were giving me funny looks) so i tried to run to the other end of the field but instead started leaping and bounding like superman. Eventually i was flying feet first down a road. Then suddenly i was back at the water park amd then i was in my room as though i was waking up from a dream (not actually awake). i coukd see everything around me clearly except when i put my watch near to my face to read the time both it and my arm became transparent and so i couldnt read it (only occasionally making out the digits which were real digits). All movement was difficult, like sleep paralysis but i could occasionally get up and walk to the door but when id reach the door id be transported back into bed. this was highly distressing as dream me had still remembered that i had to be up to go to the gym. Eventually i decided id just keep moving no matter what happened and starting beating laboriously on my legs like i was playing drums. Eventually the bed started slipping forward and suddenly i was in another room and john melaney was there as some sort of music conductor trying to motivate my playing so id be able to break free of the dream. Then i was back in my room, vision blurry and having difficulty walking but walked into the living room and there was about 7 siblings in there, waiting for me. Problem was irl i only have one sibling and these ones in my dream were all american (im English). one of them was making some food our parents apparently used to make. They told me id beem in a coma, and been in it for so long that our parents had died. I then promptly woke up for real, to a number of missed calls from my mum asking if i was awake and getting ready for the gym.

So today i woke up and was sopposed to be at tge gym by 12:00. But due to a poor nights sleep i dosed off ( though i had coffee, biscuits and water to try to stay awake) and started dreaming. This part of the dream felt a bit like liminal spaces. I was in some sort of water park diving down the slides and having fun. Then i was outside in my old home town (some of the details where wrong but the general design and layout was fairly accurate) next to a play ground i used to go to when i was little that was in a field. this place was pretty empty. Now, irl i have a fear of wide open spaces. Whenever im in them i suddenly get anxious to run to cover, something sturdy i can grab hold of, or a builg up area. This transfered into the dream so i started to walk funny with my hands outstretched (some people who i didn't know were giving me funny looks) so i tried to run to the other end of the field but instead started leaping and bounding like superman. Eventually i was flying feet first down a road. Then suddenly i was back at the water park amd then i was in my room as though i was waking up from a dream (not actually awake). i coukd see everything around me clearly except when i put my watch near to my face to read the time both it and my arm became transparent and so i couldnt read it (only occasionally making out the digits which were real digits). All movement was difficult, like sleep paralysis but i could occasionally get up and walk to the door but when id reach the door id be transported back into bed. this was highly distressing as dream me had still remembered that i had to be up to go to the gym. Eventually i decided id just keep moving no matter what happened and starting beating laboriously on my legs like i was playing drums. Eventually the bed started slipping forward and suddenly i was in another room and john melaney was there as some sort of music conductor trying to motivate my playing so id be able to break free of the dream. Then i was back in my room, vision blurry and having difficulty walking but walked into the living room and there was about 7 siblings in there, waiting for me. Problem was irl i only have one sibling and these ones in my dream were all american (im English). one of them was making some food our parents apparently used to make. They told me id beem in a coma, and been in it for so long that our parents had died. I then promptly woke up for real, to a number of missed calls from my mum asking if i was awake and getting ready for the gym.