Okay, so last night I had a few dreams which led to me asking a question that garnered a strange response
Dream 1
I was in a house with see through glass everywhere. I remember it being dark outside, with stars out. The front part of the house had no roof and was I remember looking up and wondering how odd that is, because if it rains the inside of the house is going to get wet. I was babysitting a little girl, Kirsten, who disappears. I couldnt understand how she got lost because there are see through mirrors everywhere I should be able to see her. I finally find her on the driveway leaning against the garage door so I sit down and start talking to her. I don't remember what we talked about though. All of a sudden I'm facing the backyard and a dog (or something similar in nature like a coyote) jumps over our fence into the pool and out of the pool to the corner of the backyard, hiding behind the pool. My stepdad want's to get rid of it. It attempts to climb up the fence to escape and my stepdad gets an axe. He wants to chop off its claws. I try to tell him that he cant do that because it wont be able to climb the fence, hunt or defend itself. I try to stop him but he chops the claws off and the dog who falls and wimpers in the corner. I get angry and either yell at or attack my stepdad, who then comes after me.
Dream 2
Im delivering boxes to warehouses. For some reason I misplaced a box and delivered it to the wrong warehouse so I go back, get the box and delivery it to the proper warehouse. As soon as I deliver it ...
I wake up. Literally. I'm no longer dreaming anymore but in my bed. And I immediately ask myself this question in the voice of one of my friends, while a Led Zeppelin song is playing in the back of my mind: What's the futility of this? Where are they going with this?
As soon as I ask myself this question this shock hits me like a ton of bricks. (I should not that I have some hearing loss due to playing in bands for the last 5 years, so I constantly hear a ringing sound in my ears.) The ringing must have increased 10x, as if someone put a ghetto blaster in front of me, turned it up full volume and pressed play. My body starts trembling, my muscles are spasming, I felt a shock or pressure on my heart. This must have lasted for about 5 seconds or so. It was scary to say the least. Afterwards my ears felt sore. I started doing little affirmations to try to calm me down like "Let patience chart your course, not pressure" and "you must have the will of the lion, so you dont have the fate of a mouse". I started visualizing lizard hands grabbing my legs (Which I know is NOT helpful).
It took my roughly about a half-hour or so to fall asleep again (I woke up around 5 am). As soon as I go back to sleep I have another dream that is very vague. The only thing I remember is, again a white dog, that I think led me to the other side of a hill, its snowing. I'm walking along and the dog is far behind me. There is someone ahead of me, I can see him clearly in the distance. He signals the dog and all of a sudden the dog comes at me. It lunges high in the air coming down straight at me. I'm scared and dont know what to do so I pull a gun and shoot it just before it reaches me.
Now, in regards to that question, What's the futility of this? Where are they going with this? I believe this came from
1) My patterns of dreams. In the last several months, my overall dreams have taken a certain theme to them. Almost like an ongoing, abstract storyline. Or at least certain themes repeated. I hold a lot of weight on my dreams, as a representation of how I'm thinking in waking life, and use them as a guide to what I'm supposed to work on. Now maybe I questioned this. I dont know.
2) The lizzies. Somehow in my mind, at the moment of the shock, I connected the lizzies to the dreams in the sense of how they affect our minds. And what if my dreams are attempting to passify me in some way. And that I may not be reading them properly. That somehow I'm being tricked and don't see it. I've had some amazing, vivid dreams, and I notice when I do it makes me happy because I think "oh, I must be on the right path, otherwise I wouldn't have dreams like this".
Dream 1
I was in a house with see through glass everywhere. I remember it being dark outside, with stars out. The front part of the house had no roof and was I remember looking up and wondering how odd that is, because if it rains the inside of the house is going to get wet. I was babysitting a little girl, Kirsten, who disappears. I couldnt understand how she got lost because there are see through mirrors everywhere I should be able to see her. I finally find her on the driveway leaning against the garage door so I sit down and start talking to her. I don't remember what we talked about though. All of a sudden I'm facing the backyard and a dog (or something similar in nature like a coyote) jumps over our fence into the pool and out of the pool to the corner of the backyard, hiding behind the pool. My stepdad want's to get rid of it. It attempts to climb up the fence to escape and my stepdad gets an axe. He wants to chop off its claws. I try to tell him that he cant do that because it wont be able to climb the fence, hunt or defend itself. I try to stop him but he chops the claws off and the dog who falls and wimpers in the corner. I get angry and either yell at or attack my stepdad, who then comes after me.
Dream 2
Im delivering boxes to warehouses. For some reason I misplaced a box and delivered it to the wrong warehouse so I go back, get the box and delivery it to the proper warehouse. As soon as I deliver it ...
I wake up. Literally. I'm no longer dreaming anymore but in my bed. And I immediately ask myself this question in the voice of one of my friends, while a Led Zeppelin song is playing in the back of my mind: What's the futility of this? Where are they going with this?
As soon as I ask myself this question this shock hits me like a ton of bricks. (I should not that I have some hearing loss due to playing in bands for the last 5 years, so I constantly hear a ringing sound in my ears.) The ringing must have increased 10x, as if someone put a ghetto blaster in front of me, turned it up full volume and pressed play. My body starts trembling, my muscles are spasming, I felt a shock or pressure on my heart. This must have lasted for about 5 seconds or so. It was scary to say the least. Afterwards my ears felt sore. I started doing little affirmations to try to calm me down like "Let patience chart your course, not pressure" and "you must have the will of the lion, so you dont have the fate of a mouse". I started visualizing lizard hands grabbing my legs (Which I know is NOT helpful).
It took my roughly about a half-hour or so to fall asleep again (I woke up around 5 am). As soon as I go back to sleep I have another dream that is very vague. The only thing I remember is, again a white dog, that I think led me to the other side of a hill, its snowing. I'm walking along and the dog is far behind me. There is someone ahead of me, I can see him clearly in the distance. He signals the dog and all of a sudden the dog comes at me. It lunges high in the air coming down straight at me. I'm scared and dont know what to do so I pull a gun and shoot it just before it reaches me.
Now, in regards to that question, What's the futility of this? Where are they going with this? I believe this came from
1) My patterns of dreams. In the last several months, my overall dreams have taken a certain theme to them. Almost like an ongoing, abstract storyline. Or at least certain themes repeated. I hold a lot of weight on my dreams, as a representation of how I'm thinking in waking life, and use them as a guide to what I'm supposed to work on. Now maybe I questioned this. I dont know.
2) The lizzies. Somehow in my mind, at the moment of the shock, I connected the lizzies to the dreams in the sense of how they affect our minds. And what if my dreams are attempting to passify me in some way. And that I may not be reading them properly. That somehow I'm being tricked and don't see it. I've had some amazing, vivid dreams, and I notice when I do it makes me happy because I think "oh, I must be on the right path, otherwise I wouldn't have dreams like this".
