A recurring dream.

Or nightmare, if you like.

I'm in an apartment with a balcony/deck across the front, overlooking the street. There are a few friends- whom I don't in my waking life recognize- sitting in the living room, watching TV. The apartment has a floor plan reminiscent of a doublewide trailer; it's a long apartment, but not wide, if that makes sense.

I leave the living room, which connects to the balcony, to use the bathroom or go into the bedroom- it's been both in my dream. At any rate, once I leave the room, an RPG flies through the window and ignites the place, flaming my friends and leaving me in peril.

I climb down the now damaged fire escape, shaking yet otherwise calm. The jig is up; in my dream, 'it' has started. Flames are everywhere; explosions are ubiquitous. I quit the place as fast as I can.

On hitting the street, I immediately try to move to the shadows. As I do so, I notice a fairly large crowd approaching in the street. They are shambling, as if they are dazed, confused, and in shock. Yet as the approach, I realize something isn't quite right; their movements aren't natural, but as if they were on puppet strings.

They are zombified. Mindless. They, the whole crowd, are a bunch of bloody festering monsters. I hightail it as fast as I can. As I run, an old VW bus/van pulls up next to me. There are over a dozen people crammed into it; they pull me in, saving my life.

They tell me they are part of some resistance (that part is never very clear) and they tell me I have to take a Porche 911 they've, ah, 'obtained' to X location. I agree to do so, knowing I'll be driving a very light and fast car. And so my journey begins.

Next there's a discontinuity shift to me driving the car, and being chased. The area is very rural to the point that there are open markets. I feel like I'm in a time warp. I lose control of the car somewhat an end up blasting through a few stalls selling freshly-butchered meat, only to end up on a deserted road. My pursuers are nowhere in sight.

Then I wake up. Any thoughts?

You have apolitical friends, your love of politics and current events is something you have to 'hide' from them... (going to the bathroom or bedroom in which you confront the politics and news of the day in the form of the RPG... the incoming RPG heralds a new phase in your dream, in which you fear the 'mindless majority' of red-state Americans... so you seek like-minded individuals in the form of the "Resistance."

But it does not end there, the last part of the dream symbolizes your longing to serve the 'resistance' in such a way that you do not have to compromise your privilege and luxury... this fantasy manifests itself in the dream scenario of driving European sportcars across southern Italy.

tonight at least.

before I ever started paying attention to politics. Oh, and that sportscar in the dream... I end up beating it up pretty bad :)

I would have to agree with you. Usually, it helps me when I know more detail about the dreamers life, which enables me to put it in the proper context.

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First of all I will say this a prophecy wise not just a dream

the friends on the porch you could not recognize in waking life, represent people, humans on the other side, who could have been your friends.....as applied here Iraqi

Long apartment with floor reminiscent of trailer.....Long but not wide, long for US big country, but not wide.....trailer, stands for shaky values and uncertainty, not wide represents the feeling that someone has , of being constraint, thus the desire to expand ,
but expansion it no camping, (fire escape) war, etc...but at some point You refuse to be part of it, you try to move to the shadow, but zonbified crowd - is the crowd that is somehow responsible for the nightmare because they are mindless......the majority in political terms

the resistance,the porch to were asked to take to some location....represents the fight for new Leader for a new direction of the country...911 is obvious a milestone..for the tragedy we are living

you end up blasting stales....the open market is the symbol for elections
the fresh meat though is the symbol of death

desert = nowhere . which means, the elections will have the much dreaded result and the massacres will continue and the country and the people will lose direction , these are indeed uncertain times

what do you think?

you're onto something by calling it prophetic... I had this dream for the first time well before 9/11. It didn't make any sense when I had it, but filtered through the 9/11 lens, so to speak... it makes some sense in that regard.

by "you are onto something'? would you please elaborate if you don't mind