Sunday, July 12, 2009

What do you think of this dream?

I am making myself get up out of bed to type this one out... I have had quite a lot of strange and epic dreams lately about people I know that have been providing me strange insight into what is going on behind the scenes in their lives. So last night (or this morning, as I fell asleep around maybe 6am?) I decided to start recording my dreams again in some type of way whether recording them in a book or on a tape and keeping a way to record these dreams beside me or near me in some way that would/will be easy to convince myself to get up and write these ideas down.

Somewhat recently I received an email from some stranger who says he goes by the handle of “seerinc” on many of the sites he has run across me on. This name seems vaguely familiar but I can't think of what specific instances I may have actually spoke to him in. He goes onto say he has some what of a psychic ability and had a strange dream about me and my grandmother and was warning me to cherish my time with her.

I really just put this email out of my mind deciding that the illustration of her that he described in his dream couldn't be her and I even spoke to her about it. I responded to his email saying that it couldn't be her, halfway expecting another email back offering his services to investigate further for some fee I wouldn't cough up and that would be the end of it. Well no such email came... Maybe he forgot about me?

I will now try as best I can to recall the dream I had last night in some type of linear fashion that will be easy enough for anyone to follow because it corresponds with the email he sent me and obviously because of this dream being frightening as hell for me.

So at the very beginning...

My Grandma “Patsy” announced to the family that she will be giving up her partial residence here in the world and taking up full residence in the after-death/under world because her mother is finally ready for her there. (My great grandma is dead and has been for... 16 years and right after she passed I remember Patsy having a hell of a time with it.) In the dream Patsy didn't seem surprised or saddened about leaving this world as apparently she had been visiting the underworld for some time and even had an apartment there she would stay at during her visits.

So in an effort to change her mind and possibly talk to my Great Grandmother and perhaps talk her out of this as I need Patsy here... I followed her one day to the underworld. This would be her last trip there I learned as I arrived and she wouldn't be coming back and the dream shifted to other subjects...

So in following her I was in a hospital and saw she was taking an elevator to the basement and thus did the same and caught up with her as she was turning a corner down a hallway. There past the turn were two doors both leading to the underworld. She entered them and I followed. She was welcomed by many people that had grown to know her there after her many visits. At the other side of the doors were a bunch of “inbetweeners” that to me were mainly represented my drug addicts or those “living on the edge”. Basically they were people that could go either way at anytime yet for some reason decided that being closer to death was worth it to do what they did to end up there in the first place.

This is where I learned that the longer a person was there the more life energy that would deplete from them and if their energy was allowed to fall low enough would trap them there killing their physical body in the “real world”. I saw a girl there near the doors and made up a story about how I was there to see a friend that may live in her neighborhood and I even made up a name. She said she knew this person and asked me some questions about her and I made up some sad story about her being the homecoming queen. So we started our journey through the underworld to find this person. I kept seeing glimpses of Patsy in different places and having flashbacks to my Great Grandmother's funeral during this time. But Patsy seemed to not notice me being wrapped up in the next step of her existence and my purpose slowly faded of bringing her back.

The young girl who was taking me to see this person I created slowly became more and more friendly and I was enjoying her company. She showed me that the underworld was just a labyrinth of bushes some you can see over and others that you can't. We stopped to talk to an older man and he confided in us that he was only there to use what he got there to gain money when he visited the real world. He was evil and we got away from him after he made us very uncomfortable. He was half alive like her, meaning they could go back and forth between worlds and he did although for some reason the younger girl chose to stay there.

WE met another girl who was friends with my (then) guide. She was pretty cool too but something seemed more amiss with her but nothing evil or “dark”. Then I kind of was staring over a part of the labyrinth and thinking for awhile and they were talking behind me or something and I realized there was a dark man to the right of me and although totally not touching me was holding me there and sucking my life energy all away. I realized then I had been standing in the dark, or like a shaded area of the labyrinth where the light couldn't get to.

I instantly was afraid and trying to pull away from him but couldn't scream for being so weak. The girls noticed and pulled me away and we started running back through the labyrinth to get away from the dark and as we were running noticed there were many parts of the labyrinth that were dark and light and we tried to stay in the light.

The dark parts were like sticky paper for flies or something there were dark miserable spirits there all in shadow they would try to pull you in and take your energy from you. I got stuck a few more times before getting back to the doors with the two girls. I insisted they come back with me but one girl the girl that had something strange about her she couldn't even see the doors she had no idea what we were talking about and I realized she was fully dead. The other girl who was ill or close to death COULD see the doors and another girl who seemed to be waiting for us there told us to say goodbye to our friend and walked us through. Someone handed us a baby to take with us.

We ran through the doors with this mysterious girl and the baby who seemed to get bigger and bigger as time pasted at a alarmingly fast rate laughing joyfully and I noticed all the people arriving from the elevators were so somber and I remembered that when I came there were people coming and going in joy and in sorrow both. Now I knew why.

So the girl and I that I felt like I helped rescue and the baby got into an elevator. A weird looking dude who was obviously alive but had evil intent said if we gave him the child we would be able to live. We didn't let the little boy go who was nearly 4 or 5 now but as the elevator door closed the child disappeared from my arms and he had him. The weird evil guy took him (the child) into a different elevator and up they went. Our mysterious girl who was waiting to escort us by the doors of the underworld took the ride with them but somehow hidden at first. At a stop the little boy was maybe 20 years old now and carrying a back pack got off of the ride and the man that stole him turned into that old evil man who was using the underworld to gain money and power.

I now understood the 20 year old guy was his grandson whom he (the older evil man) originally went there to save and got swept up in the fact he could cheat life using the knowledge he gained there. The grandson got off on a floor in the hospital and off he walked. He had been there in a coma for sometime because of a drug overdose or something like that and was going to return to his body. He was evil too though and I wished I hadn't aided his return.

The old man and the guide who had now appeared were in the elevator going to another floor even higher up and the man had some type of case with all of this money and symbols of power. A puppy appeared to come through a crevice in the elevator door and he pet the animal and the animal went back out the way he came. This of course was impossible as the elevator was moving...

The old man stuck his hand out the door somehow by squeezing it through a crevice to get the dog as if he was hypnotized by the animal and wanted to grab him and he obviously wasn't thinking straight. The girl/guide screamed out for him to stop and he became lodged in the elevator gears and slowly the elevator was pulling him out and crushing him piece by piece. The dog had been a trick of the dark part of the underworld that had been depleting his life energy in all the times he went there for the wrong reasons... and the girl was a guide making sure his soul got back there and was punished for what he had done.

My friend and I reached our floor and got out intuitively knowing what had happened to them and picked up a news paper that talked about both of them being crushed in the elevator together as if it had happened days before. However she was okay and so was I and we were happy for that! This is when I woke up...

I don't want to lose my grandma and this is why this is scary for me. The other parts are just sort of weird that it played out in a complete story... What is your take on this dream?

1 comments:

nightman1 said...

Hi. You are on my Twitter following list, and I notice that like me you seem to have a bit of agoraphobia, and also intermittent depression.

I don't know your life, but I have discovered a lot about myself through my dreams. I read Freud's " On the Interpretation of Dreams" twice in my life because of this, and that book, which I consider brilliant, has helped me greatly in interpreting my own dreams.

Freud said every dream is a wish, more or less disguised.(mostly, but not always, true IMHO).

So here are what I consider the essential elements in your dream:

1.
"This is where I learned that the longer a person was there the more life energy that would deplete from them and if their energy was allowed to fall low enough would trap them there killing their physical body in the “real world”.

2.
"I realized there was a dark man to the right of me and although totally not touching me was holding me there and sucking my life energy all away. I realized then I had been standing in the dark, or like a shaded area of the labyrinth where the light couldn't get to."

3.
"The old man and the guide who had now appeared were in the elevator going to another floor even higher up and the man had some type of case with all of this money and symbols of power. A puppy appeared to come through a crevice in the elevator door and he pet the animal and the animal went back out the way he came. This of course was impossible as the elevator was moving...

The old man stuck his hand out the door somehow by squeezing it through a crevice to get the dog as if he was hypnotized by the animal and wanted to grab him and he obviously wasn't thinking straight. The girl/guide screamed out for him to stop and he became lodged in the elevator gears and slowly the elevator was pulling him out and crushing him piece by piece. The dog had been a trick of the dark part of the underworld that had been depleting his life energy in all the times he went there for the wrong reasons... and the girl was a guide making sure his soul got back there and was punished for what he had done."

4.
"My friend and I reached our floor and got out intuitively knowing what had happened to them and picked up a news paper that talked about both of them being crushed in the elevator together as if it had happened days before. However she was okay and so was I and we were happy for that! This is when I woke up..."


In short, the dream is a wish to escape some danger you find looming in your life. Because of the dream's elements of menacing darkness and being enervated, if I had had this dream it would surely be a wish to escape depression, which I now feel to be looming in my life (because it's a very constricted life, and simply because I am very prone to depression). Deep depression feels a little like being alive but dead, in my experience. Perhaps it is depression that you feel threatens you now.

One other tip from Freud: Dream imagery and stories are usually constructed around people and especially events from the day before. Your mind uses these elements to express its unconscious wish.

A personal note: I discount any predictive quality to this or any other dream because I personally have had only one dream in my life of 61 years that even slightly suggested this.

Hope this helps.