I want to share a dream I had in 2004, the evening before the morning of March 13, when I was sixteen:I was traveling up a mountain in the desert with a huge group of people. We were all being led up there to die, and we knew it. It was another holocaust, and Hitler was up at the top of the mountain or cliff, on a ledge or some kind, killing us one by one. I can't remember if he was throwing people off the mountain or shooting them. Going up, I felt immense helplessness. There seemed to be no way out of this situation. The panic was sickening.Suddenly, my instinct to live was turned on. I found a way out and it was to turn around and run. I knew I would be chased and I waited to feel the bullet in my back. I ran back down the mountain, crawling through hordes of people about to die. I made my way to where I knew there was a cave at the bottom of the rock face, and hid myself inside it. Inside this cave, there was a crevice that led to an even deeper and pitch-black cave. Hearing my pursuers close by, I had only a moment to make a scary decision: I could stay here and get shot when they inevitably looked in the cave for me, or I could go into the deep cave and get lost or stuck and probably starve to death in the dark. I knew it would be hard to find my way around in there.I must have feared the gun more, because I launched myself toward the crevice. I jammed myself inside and just wedged onward desperately, hearing the men reach the cave and begin to shout when they couldn't find me.Eventually I could not hear the men anymore, and I was in a strange situation. I had wiggled myself into larger tunnel. The most surprising thing was that I could see a bit, which meant there was a light source at the end of the tunnel (hehe). So of course I went toward the light. On the way, I noticed that there were these little frogs following and leading me. They seemed slightly intelligent and were made of the most beautiful colors-- bright, sparkly neon patterns. All colors of the rainbow. As I went further, more joined me, until I was surrounded by hundreds of tiny little frogs, all chirping and jumping around me and leading me on. I thought to myself, "Well if I'm stuck down here, at least these frogs will take me in." I began to hear music. It echoed a bit. Soon I came to the source.I came to a huge chamber lit by a rather unnatural living light. It was a bit cosmic-- kind of sparkly. The frogs were everywhere, partying to this music. I was overcome by gratitude and humility. The music was a Peter Gabriel song (I think it might have been "Solsbury Hill," or a mix of songs, but I never could fully remember). I can't remember if I actually saw Peter singing in the chamber or if it was just his song. It probably was both.The light was coming from the a side chamber. Really warm water, like in a hot tub, was gushing out of it. It pooled in the chamber and this was where the frogs seemed to live. I went up to the source of light and sat at the ledge, and I found that I could not look directly at the light source. I was either not allowed, or unworthy, or scared or something, it never was really clear. Water was spilling all over me. I saw a frog sitting pleasantly next to me, staring at the light I was not allowed to see. I was grateful that I was allowed to sit and experience at least. I felt that was enough.As the dream ended, I was taken from the chamber where I "met" the light source and into another small tunnel on the opposite side, and found myself in a purple-colored room, the cave gone behind me. There were a few of my friends there from that period of time in my life. There were bunk beds for us, purple sheets and comforters. We were still deep under ground. I can't remember the conversation that followed. They seemed aware of what I had been through, but it's foggy. It wasn't that important.When I woke up from this, I knew I had an experience of some sort, but I wasn't really sure how to interpret it. Eventually I framed self-indulgent theories that the light was my soul, and that I had found it or something. Used it as a metaphor for some of my stories. Looking on them now, they seemed to be about something a bit further on in my life.

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  • I feel I should add that when I went into the side chamber that held the light source, that water I mentioned seemed to be exploding out of the light source like a geyser. I was soaked with really warm water. It washed over my head over and over.
    • Out of the Blue reminded me of the song "Salisbury Hill" in the chat room, and in retrospect this may have been the song I heard in the dream. Either that or "In Your Eyes," or "Sledgehammer." The hit ones.
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