Well, I am begining to be confident in my recall abilities. Last night was a trial though. It took me a long time to get to sleep. I eventually found that by following this meditation guide on a cd i have, i can relax myself enough to fall asleep. it was fun to experiment with.
Anyway…i did eventually fall asleep.
I remember three dreams. None were long, but they were all, dreams.
My first dream took place at something that reminded me of summer camp. This was a camp for boys, and we were required to wear uniforms. The uniforms reminded me of a rich, snobby, tennis outfit. The dream began as I rode up to the dinning hall on a horse. It was raining and I felt like i had been breaking the rules in some way. I walked into the cabin-like mess hall and noticed a large number of campers and staff sitting at a table. They were either eating or talking about something. I am not sure which. I walked into the bathroom, and encountered a friend of mine. He talked to me as I went into a stall and, without shutting the door completely, took a pleasent little crap. I explain it like that because I am not even sure I was defecating at all. I just sat on the toilet for a bit as he talked to me. I stood up and went over and grabbed some paper towels as He continued talking to me. I never really understood what he said to me.
My next dream seemed like a video game. This is interesting because i have begun to notice that many of my dreams feel like video games. This one was remeniscent of mario cart. I was racing around a dark track, whose path was difficult to see. I was behind the first lap, but by the second I had made my way to the front. I was racing one person, who i felt to be my brother. The environment around the track was dark burnt woodland. Near the start/finish line was a fire a ways behind a wooden fence. The whole envirnoment was burnt or burning. Maybe a hell, except it did not feel like hell. It felt like a trial I had to win.
MY third and final dream took place in a building that I can only compare to a small local library. I was with my brother. We were walking through the library, next to the Forest that went through the middle. I was explaining the causes and effects of different historical military actions and movements. We stoped near the end of the forest and my brother decided to say something, “I am gonna eat the suasage roll.” I got furious. ,”Don’t do it that is mine”. It was my food he was going into my book bag to get. I got so mad that i began the hit him as hard as i could (unsuccesful violence is another them in my dreams). Yet, he just backed against a book self and then headed towad my bag again. I tryed strangling him but i failed. He never ate my food. When i think about it, it is something my brother would do. Pretend to do something just to piss me off, and continue as I get more and more upset.
Just as an anlyzation. I find myself in situations were someone is provoking me to act upset. What should I do? I realize that when I act upset they just harrass the situation more. So i let the thing go. IS that right? OR should I live with every emotion way out front. like mountain girl…
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