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Anxieties, Deepest Fears, and Recurring Nightmares Thread
I have one recurring nightmare, or used to have one. I usually got it when I had a fever.
It began with a tactile impression, the feeling of my cheek on cold macadam street. The stones in cement type street. I could feel the stones in my face, lying on the ground.
Then the camera pulls back and I'm looking down at myself, on this immense black featureless plain. Kind of like a plain of tar. (I know that's not the same as macadam but IT'S A DREAM, SEE?)
The camera keeps pulling up, and I get smaller and smaller.
Then features begin appearing on this immense flat black plain -- grey ones. Simple geometric shapes like boxes, disks, and truncated pyramids.
And the camera keeps going up, and I keep getting smaller. I'm basically an atom on this gigantic black and gray circuitboard.
Usually at this point I would wake up.
That might not sound very scary but it was eerie. Uncanny, maybe is the right word. Strange how I kept having this same damn dream every time I had a fever.
It's been a while since I had it -- 35 years -- but I always remember it. I must have had it ten times.