escape from islam island

i dreamed i was in some kind of christian concentration camp run by islamists. even though im not christian anymore, i was christian in my dream. how funny. the place looked like a prison with a big building and tower, guards on the roof tops with rifles and even really thick, round, silver-looking silencers on the sniper rifles. they had guard dogs too. last night i watched a csi miami episode that was about a guy in prison so no wonder why the setting for this dream was like this. they forced the prisoners to fight each other to the death like in a gladiator movie. i remember one person running behind another guy while whacking him in the head with a gardening fork tool. my son was playing with one of those 2 nights ago at a wedding, and 2 of my sons were in the prison with me. i finally got out of the prison by following charlize theron right out the front gate. she acted with such authority that everybody believed she knew what she was doing. she said to the guy trying to close the gate before she got there "laa!" (no, in arabic) (although i put those words into her mouth because i knew how to say it in arabic) and then she demanded a passport and car keys in a very authoritative way and people didnt dare doubt her in fear of punishment. last night i watched a 4 minute clip of zach galifianakis interviewing theron in "between 2 ferns". again, no wonder she was in my dream. i guess i must have left my sons there to try and go get help, but i remember some other prisoner confronting me about leaving and i remember saying "they're going to die here anyways". when we had driven a ways out of the camp we came to the beach only to find tons of more guards/police with weapons, but they werent necessarily looking for us. it seemed as if we were on an island. but i do remember somebody (one of the guards, but on my side) grabbing me by the arm and walking me somewhere, but then i woke up.

war time

i remember standing alongside a major road in a polish city and the moroccan army was invading and all of the sudden one of the moroccan soldiers on a tank just opened fire on me and 2 other people standing there. i remember falling to the ground and about to die and expecting the soldier to come finish the job, but he didnt and i was like "cmon just get it over with". i wanted to see what was "on the other side", but i never made it. i guess i didnt die. i also remember some princess that i had had an affair with or something and i was chasing her car yelling for her to stop and the car she was driving pulled into the house next to the big iron gate they came out of. the princess was riding in the convertable, sitting upraised and it was night time. then i saw her fiance across the street coming towards us and i dont remember what happened after that.