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Dream needs Analysing

  • 09-08-2004 7:03pm
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 166,026 ✭✭✭✭


    Some notes before I get stuck in:
    My parents aren't actually dead.
    I've never been a terribly emotional person, certainly not to the extent shown in this dream. Girl1 is a close friend who I had very strong feelings for (I don't know any more) who suffered a tragedy not too long ago and I guess I felt some kind of obligation to her. Girl2 is the girl who I'm currently in a relationship with who I sometimes think feels jealous of Girl1.

    So anyway, I'm on a train that resembles the London underground and I'm on my way to some secret war or something. It's a really long train journey through the states and the carriage starts getting crowded, I move to the back of the carriage. This one guy is talking to another about having come up with some movie or something. The guy next to me makes a crack about their coversation and I titter but then the story guy freaks out and pulls out a gun, aiming it at my head. He roars at me, what we were saying and why were we making fun of him. I slowly explain and seem to be defusing the situation.
    I'm sitting in front of the back door of the carriage whilst this all happens when girl1 appears from the door of the other carriage trying to enter the one I'm in. The guy takes a look and shoots her in the chest through the glass- This is where the dream gets really vivid as I watch a burst of blood come out of her, her between carriages smashing her head off both carriages as she slumps down underneath the train. For some reason, I then recognise the man as the guy who killed both of my parents. I let out a scream of anger and tear the gun from his hand and firing it into his face. At this stage I'm in tears, screaming. The passengers all start panicking as I walk to the front of the carriage smashing glass and generally enraged beyond self control. They then calm down and I see girl2 has somehow told them all what has happened without me hearing a word. I look back at all pitying faces. Then I wake up.

    It's weird imagining myself getting more riled up then I've ever been close to in real life.


Comments

  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 375 ✭✭babyhack


    have not been asked to do a dream read in a while but will give this one a go
    aldo i maybe way off

    The train journey= travel
    and the train starts to get crowded= you feel crowded in your life and want to move on but you are being held back ie you moved to the back of the train and since it was by your own choice that you move to the back it may be you thats is doing the holding back

    now the 2 people talking has me a bit linked with the start of the dream it may be thats you have something that you want to do but people keep laughing at you and cause of this you are holding back on what ever it is you want

    the gun may mean that you are afraid of doing what you want to do cause of what may happen and they way you talked your way out of it may mean that you tell people what the want to hear to keep the happy

    now that easy part

    girl 1 being in the other part of the train= she was part of your life but is not now the shooting of her= the feelings you once had for her are gone and you wish to move on but you do still have feelings for her hence that part of the dream being so strong

    your parents have you talked to them lately if not go do so death in a dream normally means change/moving on

    the panic is fear again you are afraid of something and girl2 is the one person in your like at the mo who is solid and there for you when you need her

    thats about it but i may be way way off just thought i would try and help

    Babyhack


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 321 ✭✭lisa.c


    whata dream!!!! maybe its telling you that you need to confront certian areas of your life like tell girl2 that she need not feel threatened by girl1. maybe also you need to be closer to girl1 maybe your dream was portraying some sort of guilt that you might have and that you need to be there for girl1 aa bit more since her tragedy. maybe you need to discuss more of your relationship and how its going with girl2 her calming people down in your dream makes me think that maybe you think she bases your relationship on some level of pity so maybe sort that out with her. as for your parents i think you should just see more of them that is if your living away from home if you are still at home then maybe you need to talk to them more and include them more in your life... just open up more to the people you have mentioned as something is obviously bugging you...


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 34 Korny


    I've never really been one to have that many dreams but recently,well I've been having some very vividly violent ones.

    I had a go at analysing them myself,and I'm pretty sure I know what they're about or supposed to represent.

    I'll take the most violent one as an example...

    It starts with a reoccuring theme which has been cropping up in some of my dreams recently,I'm simply sitting watching a horror movie.But then suddenly,I'm in the movie but I don't realise that I'm in the movie,I think it's real in the dream.

    In my most recent dream,I was in some sort of back yard and being attacked by something that looked like a cross between Leatherface from the Texas Chainsaw Massacre movies,and Freddy Kreuger.The thing is slashing my arms up pretty bad with it's claws,I remember looking at my arms in the dream and remembering vividly the deep red gashes oozing blood.This goes on for a bit,but rather than runaway I stay and try to fight the thing.

    It pulls out a butchers cleaver and this is where things start to get ugly,I grab the cleaver from the thing and sink it into it's head,using both my hands to forcibly push it down deeper into it's skull until the whole blade is actually sunk into it's head.The thing doesn't die,it laughs.It then pulls the cleaver out from it's head and begins to take little tiny hacks at the top off my head,just skinning me and laughing.I remember feeling the awful pain of it,and slowly but surely becoming blinded by the blood,and actually seeing my own skin hang down and cover my eyes.

    After this,well I remember gas leaking from some pipe,I set this alight and shoved the thing into it head first.To no avail...

    It ends soon after,I'm spent,covered in my own blood,don't know what to do.So I just run at it,and it slits my throat.I die.


    Now,before I try to explain all of that,some info about me:I am not a psychopath,even if my dreams may dictate that! I am not a violent person in any manner,heck I never even watch horror movies! As I said I rarely have dreams and for that reason I wasn't shocked by the dream itself,but more the fact that I could subconciously think of such violent things.

    But anyways,recently I've been struggling with my self-confidence,I always have,but as of late it's been pretty bad. I have next to no self-confidence,it's bog standard stuff really "I'm ugly" etc.It's not that I look in a mirror and cry at my own reflection or anything,I suppose it's something all teenagers go through sin't it.

    Well,the way I see the dream,the thing in the dream is actually myself,how I have subconciously projected myself (that's not to say that that is how I see myself in the mirror) and I am in fact battling my own emotions in this dream (hence the war).

    I can't say I know why the dream is so vividly violent,but the reason I end up dead is because,no matter how hard I try,how hard I tell myself that I'm overreacting about how I look etc it still gets me down.It always defeats me as such.

    That's how I see it anyways,feel free to add anything babyhack!


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