Dec 13, 2006 09:48
Hello again internet denizens:
I tend to focus on crime and violence more then I imagine others do.
I dreamt that I was with two girls in a parking lot on a hill. The lot rose at a sharper angle then the sidewalk, leaving a gap between the lot and the sidewalk at the top of the hill. I was with two girls. I boy on a bicylce came up the lot to us and said, "step back from the edge." We were then approached by two people. One of them pulled out a gun, pointed towards me and demanded I step off the ledge of the lot and lie down on the sidewalk. I always imagine myself in this moment overpowering (physically or intellectually) the perpetrator, instead, i did exactly what he said. The man without the gun came and took my wallet. The two men then left. I spent alot of time in the dream thinking about why I had reacted how I had. The dreamscape was the same city I almost always dream in. Geographically it is somewhat like Seattle, with a freeway running through the downtown. In most otherways it is different. Later, the girls dissapear, and I see the man who robbed me walking along the street. He is alone. I attempt to covertly approach him. When I finally approach him he quickly draws a knife. I ask him why he chose to rob me. He begins to stutter and shake. He is obviously mentally challenged in someway. He continues wielding the knife, but appears hesitant. I continue to interogate him. I becomes clear that his handicap, and the inability of the state to provide adequite care, is the primary cause for his criminality. I begin to question my own anger at loosing my possesions. I attack him. He is unsure with the knife and easily overpowered. Looking in the backpack I find my money/credit cards, along with a variety of what I assume to be stolen goods. I take them all. I also find medication I intuit as being for the mans disorder. The name on the prescription is not his own. I wake up.
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