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Out-of-Aquarium Fish, Psychic Baby Moment

At my kitchen table, the fish are swimming outside of the aquarium. Classic dream image for me. One fish bullies another into synchronizing their movements, which is entrancing to watch. From out of the aquarium, I lift out a curved plastic support to help a baby turtle out of it — a tiny little miracle which gradually coalesced from particles shed by the fish.

While I’m flying surveying a wide cul-de-sac, I watch as a rabid giraffe stampedes across driveways, a dilophosaurus one of its victims. Like a whole zoo went awry.

In another dream, I am introduced to a tousled black-haired baby, and lay my head on it. The longer I lay there, the stronger I feel the familiar feeling of a psychic link — the same feeling you get looking into directly into someone’s eyes. I pull back suddenly, startled by how strong this feeling is.

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Dream of Dinosaur (and Furies) Video Game

Strong feeling while it was happening that I’ve had this dream before, that it’s a complete replay.

I’m playing a side-scrolling dinosaur video game that’s quite violent. You start off a fairly standard size, and you complete the level and think you’re through with the game. But instead, you fly over this rocky riverbed area with some snakes — in the development process, we (the developers) made a big deal of there being no snakes in this video game. In order to continue and get to the second act you go and become a small character (perhaps a Compsognathus?) and get brutally ambushed and bitten by dozens of snakes and snake-like dinosaurs (like Vertigo from Primal Rage).

Thereafter you ride on top of boxcars, and get to an island area where a gigantic T-rex head emerges as the hillside itself (like Grant’s final waterfall level of Jurassic Park Rampage Edition). Going into a concrete stairwell, you run into the Furies from Labyrinth (or Fireys, as they’re called in the movie). The Furies turn you into one of them for the next level — in this case, being a young woman trapped in a burned out, rotting, scratched-up stump of wood displayed in a high-end department store. This level is really hard to get past, as the other women there turn you back into a stump, and I get repeatedly get turned into different artfully-aged chunks of wood before I’m woken up by our lovely cat doing a pee-pee-shake dance on the corner of the bed.

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Dino Hunting, Run-in with Old Roomie

Hunting/harassing a Stegosaurus that was more like a horse. We were Native Americans from the Twilight series.

Ran into Emily Wentz while going downhill in North Beach at night. Was so happy to see each other we immediately went to her open-air place to have sex. Was a rip in the condom, but I initially ignore it There was a hole in the next one too.

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Dino Race

Racetrack made of ferns and stringy greenery, collection of dinosaurs chasing each other through it, evolving as they go.

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Mom on a Train, Grocery Dino, Nearby Directions

A train made up of different classes. I move to a cheaper one from a more expensive one to look for my mom. She’s there but as a kind of replay. I can’t interact with her.

Grocery store. Black store rep guy won’t take off his sunglasses. I go to another checkout line and a small velociraptor starts harassing me. I dodge elegantly. It has huge feathers.

Someone is asking for directions to an address that is just across the street. I try to direct them, but perhaps escorting them there would be easier and faster.