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May. 3rd, 2012 05:05 amI was in a different part of the country. Probably the Pacific northwest or even Canada. Or maybe upstate New York. Someplace with a lot of trees and lots of lakes, streams, and rivers.
The first part of the dream I was wandering around in the country, or maybe even at the end of an organized hike. I remember waking up in this country in someone's house. But I can't recall the people, but they were simple people - North American. Blond hair, stocky women, country accents, xenophobic. I was hiking again the second day, and by mistake entered into what looked like a placid stream. But I only had my foot in or something. Someone pointed out how dangerous the water is. And I realized it. Watching how fast the current, and merciless.
Later in the day I was leaving the country in my car. I was by myself, on the cell phone, talking to someone. I wasn't paying attention to my driving and suddenly entered what I thought was a road that had been slightly under water. I didn't realize it but I had driven into one of these lakes.
The current immediately overtook the car with a great force, and the car and I were being sucked up at a very fast speed. As I was moving I became less aware of the car itself, but I was attached to something (perhaps a piece of the car remaining). The part I was attached to trapped me. My head was under water, but somehow I could still breathe. I was being propelled along for a great time, it was very very fast and dangerous, and I couldn't free myself. I could see the sky.
After many minutes of this vortex, I was pulled into some kind of processing station - like a damn or something. For some great reason, I was able to struggle free and get my head to the surface. I cried out help. And it was heard. There were workmen close by with levers, etc. controlling the flow of water through the damn. I was on the verge of the abyss so to speak, and they pulled the levers, and somehow I got out. They could not believe I was alive.
The first part of the dream I was wandering around in the country, or maybe even at the end of an organized hike. I remember waking up in this country in someone's house. But I can't recall the people, but they were simple people - North American. Blond hair, stocky women, country accents, xenophobic. I was hiking again the second day, and by mistake entered into what looked like a placid stream. But I only had my foot in or something. Someone pointed out how dangerous the water is. And I realized it. Watching how fast the current, and merciless.
Later in the day I was leaving the country in my car. I was by myself, on the cell phone, talking to someone. I wasn't paying attention to my driving and suddenly entered what I thought was a road that had been slightly under water. I didn't realize it but I had driven into one of these lakes.
The current immediately overtook the car with a great force, and the car and I were being sucked up at a very fast speed. As I was moving I became less aware of the car itself, but I was attached to something (perhaps a piece of the car remaining). The part I was attached to trapped me. My head was under water, but somehow I could still breathe. I was being propelled along for a great time, it was very very fast and dangerous, and I couldn't free myself. I could see the sky.
After many minutes of this vortex, I was pulled into some kind of processing station - like a damn or something. For some great reason, I was able to struggle free and get my head to the surface. I cried out help. And it was heard. There were workmen close by with levers, etc. controlling the flow of water through the damn. I was on the verge of the abyss so to speak, and they pulled the levers, and somehow I got out. They could not believe I was alive.
