kujo
Jedi
Between waking up at 8am and reawakening at 9am I experienced a very visual and visceral dream that catapulted me from my second sleep.
In the beginning of what I recall - myself and others were traveling by car on a freeway - on the sides of the freeway there were people dressed in unusual getups and seemingly protesting, they were all waving wildly about. (looking back from how the dream concluded itself I can suppose why that was)
Myself and those I was traveling with walked around the sidewalks of a busy "campus" - it appeared to be a school, hospital, or prison - tall with little windows and groomed landscaping outside. On the sidewalks there were people vending food and perhaps other items - a general chaos outside. A man was pushing an "organic" sandwich on us - pointing to a booth and back at the sandwich he had in hand - we were there for a reason and he was impeding upon our progression to where we were going. Someone who was with us, who I can only assume was Morgan Freeman ripped the sandwich out of his hand proclaiming the chemical contents and the foolish use of the word "organic"... The sandwich pusher attempted another avenue of selling the garbage and I pushed through saying, "I haven't seen my family in four months! Move!"
It seems that those that were brought of our traveling excursion disappeared by the time we reached the entrance of this large building - a man in armed garb said as we passed through, "take a jail cell" - I looked across the marble floor to see what appeared to be a bunch of phone booths side by side the length of a long wall. At this point I'm following my partner, J , who entered into the building first. He's carrying a long wooden-handled shovel and is walking briskly - I'm definitely not going to "take a jail cell" so I keep the brisk pace with my partner - following his white shirt through a bottle neck of people. There were ropes that one would see at a bank and people standing in this line - an obvious discord is taking place at the front - J moves through this group along the side of the ropes and I follow after him. His pace is so quick I can hardly keep up.
As we're in near full sprint down corridors, I see J swing the shovel hard against the marble floor and break the metal shovel off the end and is now brandishing a crude splintered spear. I can tell J is full of anger as he continues down the halls and makes a hard left turn where the corridor comes to a T and he disappears out of my sight. As I approach the end of the corridor to continue following J - I get an ominous feeling as I push the swinging saloon-style doors- my eyes read the reversed text on the glass as "CAUTION CANCER WITHIN" (unreversed) - I backed away startled and then looked again but did not make out the text. My eyes shifted wildly looking for J - when I noticed men in white coats shoving and pulling J into an elevator.
At this point in the dream, the "screen in my mind" is an extreme close up of the video cam recording the interior of the elevator - as I watch the men in white coats struggle with J, abusing him with every limb, and then one takes a hack saw straight to his forehead and proceeds with lusty vigor to cut into his skull. As I watch the feeling in my head was "turn away turn away turn away" and "oh my god oh my god oh my god" but the ruling thought was "watch what these men do - their power is not being seen" - the visuals were horrifying. Once they crack his skull open like chipping away shale, they being to poor MILK into the hole they created in his head!
And I wake up - go downstairs to the kitchen where J and C are sitting at the table listening to podcast over coffee.
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After telling J about the dream he suggested maybe he should stop eating yogurt - and then suggested looking up the significance of milk in dreams. Kindness, fullness, maternal force, happiness are the words that come up. Sources also suggest sour milk in a dream as something like giving too much support to someone.
If you're choking on milk in a dream perhaps its a metaphor for having too much protection
I think perhaps it was symbolic of the smothering from the influenced white coats. "If you aren't going to take our recommendations for your body, we'll "force feed" it to you. Perhaps that J is resilient against their efforts as an archetype, and they went straight to the brain with physical power, "pouring" their false motherly force into him as some sort of sick last word.
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Any thoughts on the symbolism here?
In the beginning of what I recall - myself and others were traveling by car on a freeway - on the sides of the freeway there were people dressed in unusual getups and seemingly protesting, they were all waving wildly about. (looking back from how the dream concluded itself I can suppose why that was)
Myself and those I was traveling with walked around the sidewalks of a busy "campus" - it appeared to be a school, hospital, or prison - tall with little windows and groomed landscaping outside. On the sidewalks there were people vending food and perhaps other items - a general chaos outside. A man was pushing an "organic" sandwich on us - pointing to a booth and back at the sandwich he had in hand - we were there for a reason and he was impeding upon our progression to where we were going. Someone who was with us, who I can only assume was Morgan Freeman ripped the sandwich out of his hand proclaiming the chemical contents and the foolish use of the word "organic"... The sandwich pusher attempted another avenue of selling the garbage and I pushed through saying, "I haven't seen my family in four months! Move!"
It seems that those that were brought of our traveling excursion disappeared by the time we reached the entrance of this large building - a man in armed garb said as we passed through, "take a jail cell" - I looked across the marble floor to see what appeared to be a bunch of phone booths side by side the length of a long wall. At this point I'm following my partner, J , who entered into the building first. He's carrying a long wooden-handled shovel and is walking briskly - I'm definitely not going to "take a jail cell" so I keep the brisk pace with my partner - following his white shirt through a bottle neck of people. There were ropes that one would see at a bank and people standing in this line - an obvious discord is taking place at the front - J moves through this group along the side of the ropes and I follow after him. His pace is so quick I can hardly keep up.
As we're in near full sprint down corridors, I see J swing the shovel hard against the marble floor and break the metal shovel off the end and is now brandishing a crude splintered spear. I can tell J is full of anger as he continues down the halls and makes a hard left turn where the corridor comes to a T and he disappears out of my sight. As I approach the end of the corridor to continue following J - I get an ominous feeling as I push the swinging saloon-style doors- my eyes read the reversed text on the glass as "CAUTION CANCER WITHIN" (unreversed) - I backed away startled and then looked again but did not make out the text. My eyes shifted wildly looking for J - when I noticed men in white coats shoving and pulling J into an elevator.
At this point in the dream, the "screen in my mind" is an extreme close up of the video cam recording the interior of the elevator - as I watch the men in white coats struggle with J, abusing him with every limb, and then one takes a hack saw straight to his forehead and proceeds with lusty vigor to cut into his skull. As I watch the feeling in my head was "turn away turn away turn away" and "oh my god oh my god oh my god" but the ruling thought was "watch what these men do - their power is not being seen" - the visuals were horrifying. Once they crack his skull open like chipping away shale, they being to poor MILK into the hole they created in his head!
And I wake up - go downstairs to the kitchen where J and C are sitting at the table listening to podcast over coffee.
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After telling J about the dream he suggested maybe he should stop eating yogurt - and then suggested looking up the significance of milk in dreams. Kindness, fullness, maternal force, happiness are the words that come up. Sources also suggest sour milk in a dream as something like giving too much support to someone.
If you're choking on milk in a dream perhaps its a metaphor for having too much protection
I think perhaps it was symbolic of the smothering from the influenced white coats. "If you aren't going to take our recommendations for your body, we'll "force feed" it to you. Perhaps that J is resilient against their efforts as an archetype, and they went straight to the brain with physical power, "pouring" their false motherly force into him as some sort of sick last word.
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Any thoughts on the symbolism here?