Miss.K
Dagobah Resident
I think I was 15 or 16 when I had this dream, it was before movies like Nikita or Leon, or Kill Bill, and I don't remember any reference I might have read or heard about being a killers apprentice.(I don't think I had watched samurai films at that point either)
Well here goes:
In the dream I had been for a long time the apprentice of a killer for hire (is there a name for that? perhaps Contract killer) When the dream started I had escaped from him (no explanations given as to why I had become his apprentice or why I had escaped) He was like some martial art master magician superhero type, and I knew he always got his victims, so that there was no point in escaping, as he would surely find me and kill me for having escaped/disobeyed /left his teachings. I had run, and he had let me run, as he had no hurry, as he knew as well he always got his victim.
I was so scared, and was running in panic across a road, and into some building that turned out to be a labyrinth. I came to a small room in the labyrinth, with a small desk and chair, a lamp on the desk and a very thick big book laying open.
I sat down, and started reading the book, and a feeling of calm and acceptance filled me.
I looked up, and saw him in the doorway, looked calmly into his eyes that were looking calmly back into mine (no animosity, just acceptance, and I think, respect between us) , and he shot me between the eyes and the dream ended.
Since I wondered what book it was. I didn't remember what I had read, or why it had calmed me. It didn't feel as if it was the Bible or something like that, and I wasn't familiar with esoteric studies back then. Many years later when I started reading Secret History, I was reminded of the dream, and had a feeling that it might have been it. (or not only that book, but the Work and the group)
Well here goes:
In the dream I had been for a long time the apprentice of a killer for hire (is there a name for that? perhaps Contract killer) When the dream started I had escaped from him (no explanations given as to why I had become his apprentice or why I had escaped) He was like some martial art master magician superhero type, and I knew he always got his victims, so that there was no point in escaping, as he would surely find me and kill me for having escaped/disobeyed /left his teachings. I had run, and he had let me run, as he had no hurry, as he knew as well he always got his victim.
I was so scared, and was running in panic across a road, and into some building that turned out to be a labyrinth. I came to a small room in the labyrinth, with a small desk and chair, a lamp on the desk and a very thick big book laying open.
I sat down, and started reading the book, and a feeling of calm and acceptance filled me.
I looked up, and saw him in the doorway, looked calmly into his eyes that were looking calmly back into mine (no animosity, just acceptance, and I think, respect between us) , and he shot me between the eyes and the dream ended.
Since I wondered what book it was. I didn't remember what I had read, or why it had calmed me. It didn't feel as if it was the Bible or something like that, and I wasn't familiar with esoteric studies back then. Many years later when I started reading Secret History, I was reminded of the dream, and had a feeling that it might have been it. (or not only that book, but the Work and the group)