posted May 14, 2002 11:46 PM
Last night, I had a very vivid dream I'd like to share with you. I was standing in a field at nighttime, and was around a huge crowd of people, male and female, who were naked. I caressed one of the males. He whispered, "It's okay. Here, it's really okay to be you." I said, "Thank you," was overjoyed and really meant it.
Then the scene shifted to several days later. I was dressed in normal clothes. I was in another group of people, and they were clothed. They seemed not to be very spiritual. I tried to tell them about the wonderful new people I met, and they laughed at me instead of listening. This made me very upset. I became a movie star and the scene shifted to a fight that was taking place on a wire overtop a huge plain of mud. I was fighting against a red-haired man wearing a cape.
Fifty dream-years passed, and I became nostalgic for the wonderful people from the beginning of the dream, so I seeked them out.
I found them. Suddenly, they trapped me within a huge maze of walls that were closing in on me. The people were far above me, looking down at me with great interest. There was one female who was even more interested than the others, leaning down conspicuously and watching closely.
I asked them what was happening, and they said they were going to kill me. I was extremely confused, but not scared. All I could think to say was, "Why??"
They responded that they were going to kill me because when I had originally met them, I had thought it was Tuesday, but it was actually Wednesday- making today ( in dream-time) Thursday.
The scene shifted again and I was looking at stickers. Somehow, the stickers moved like the smilies on this site and were the faces of the people who I thought were wonderful and for some reason were trying to kill me. They were winking. I tried to look at all of them, and there were several that I really enjoyed.
This is where the dream ended- but my narrative is not completed yet.
Thinking over the dream after I woke up, I wondered why the dream was giving me such comfortable images of the people who were trying to kill me. Surely, I was supposed to be more afraid of them than that?
Then, my inner voice told me the answer. They were not going to kill me- they were going to rebirth me.
In the poem "23", I had written, "She will love you, and love you, and love you, and kill you, and rebirth you."
Then, I wondered why the people didn't just tell me they were going to kill me and then rebirth me?
The answer my inner voice gave me was because they wanted to see if I could figure it out on my own, to see how skilled I was at metaphorical thinking.
It made me feel awesome. So, that's one aspect of the dream I understood. However, I didn't understand anything else. Will someone please interpret the dream for me? Thank you. I'm very curious to find out what people, especially Ra, will come up with. 