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Oh man, this gives me deja vu all over again. I had a slightly similar experience in about '81 and I swear it's true.
I had a storefront workshop in Seattle in an old 1890s bank building -- next to me were a couple of lesbians who ran a small theatrical group out of their place. We got along pretty well, they were kinda sweet, only problem was one was young and cute and the other was mid 40s not so cute. The younger one made hints now and then that she was actually bi-sexual. She had a fine bod but was a bit strange. I thought it would possibly be trouble. The older one picked up on the overtures here and there. I was 29 at the time. I was camping in Eastern Washington one weekend and had a strange and vivid dream on Sunday night. I dreamed I was having sex with the older one and when I, er, uh, unloaded it caused her great pain. It was one of those dreams that you remember better than others cause it was so vivid and weird it wakes you up and you think about it.Tuesday, I'm back at my place and my buddy Charles is hanging out. He knew the ladies so I told him my dream. We both did the metaphysical head-scratch on it. Not 5 minutes later, the younger neighbor comes knocking on my door, all ashen faced. She asked me if I heard the news. I said what news? She said that on Sunday night, she and her sweetie went to a concert at Seattle Center. Afterwards, they were feeling the spirit so they went to the big fountain and were cavorting around. The things goes on and off, sorta like old faithful, I'm not sure what the schedule is. Anyway, it was off at the time so the older one crawled up onto it, pulling herself up on the steel nozzles that protrude, or used to, from the surface. ![]() ![]() She was dancing around on top of it until she slipped on the wet steel surface (she was a bit daft around the edges). She landed, yes you guessed it, impaled on one of the nozzles. About a second later, the fountain went off, really turning a bad night into a disaster. After she left, Charles and I just looked incredulously at each other. Just bizarre -- he was the only person I told about the dream, and minutes later the lady had walked in telling both of us the story for the first time. She was in the hospital for a week or two, I forget, had some rather serious internal injuries from it. I think they re-did the fountain, removing the protruding nozzles. It was no place to be horsing around, that's for damn sure. It's really not a funny story at all, she could be annoying at times but did nothing that I can think of that would warrant a karmic payback like that. What's really weird, this is the only time I can think of where I had a dream that ended up having such a clear cut correlation with a real event, hundreds of miles away. And for such a strange circumstance, involving someone I was only somewhat acquainted with.
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OMG it hurts just reading your account.
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I'd have left him there to stew in it. Maybe tell him how bad the injury is. Something along the lines of him singing soprano instead of tenor, how he might not ever be able to get it up, etc, etc.
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