Alright everyone, I have some questions for you that I want answers to. For the past few weeks I’ve been having dreams – Weird and stressful dreams.
The first dream I’ve been having for every night for the past few weeks. This is a “chase” dream. There is always some man (sometimes with a knife in hand) chasing me and a group of other people around. I always end up somehow on my own, and nothing ever goes right.
There will be locked doors I can’t get into, no police in sight, no weapons for me to sue to fight back, and of course it’s ALWAYS dark outside.
The feeling in these dreams isn’t so much fear as it is stress.
When I’m running from this man, and I try to knock on a door, screaming my ass off, trying frantically to open it – the thought going through my head isn’t “Oh my God Im going to die!” , but it instead it’s, “Of course this door isn’t fucking opening because this is just how the world is! Nobody is ever fucking there to help me!”
There is nowhere to hide. All I can do is try and outrun him. All I can do turn left down a street, then right, then left, maybe hide next to a dumpster in an alleyway. But of course, he always walks down that alleyway, so it’s only a temporary solution. There are never any people on the streets in my dreams, and the group of people I’m with in the beginning always run off in some opposite direction and I never see them again. It’s me playing a constant cat-and-mouse game with the killer.
Now here is where it gets even weirder: Twice in this span of a few weeks where I’m having this chase dream, the killer hasn’t been a man….but dinosaurs. Namely, the T Rex.
The first dream was very Jurassic Park. Except, just like the dream before, it was like Jurassic Park in the worst case scenario. There were no cars or jeeps in my dream. The compound was (of course) locked. We had no weapons of any kind, and there was no way off the island. It was once again me against the elements…and dinosaurs. Having nowhere to hide…only to run. And no matter where you’d go… you’d begin to hear the footsteps coming closer.
The sounds of rustling, and the roar of a large dinosaur. Then when you knew it was close, you’d have to run again. Always running.
The second dinosaur dream I had was more of the Jurassic Park: Lost World, or more precisely, a Cloverfield plot. We were in a major city with a T Rex (amongst other dinosaurs) running amok. It had all the issues of the first dream, expect this time it had all the problems of your standard post-apocalyptic story as well.
You could run and ask someone for help…but would you trust them? …would they even trust you? And if they did invite you in, we’re they wanting to help…or were they just hoping that they could throw you in front of a dinosaur to ensure their escape? At one point we were on this guy’s boat floating down a river and watching people on the streets of the city. People were begging to be let into boarded up houses and the homeowner would shoot them straight through their boarded up doors.
+++Now that I’m writing this post, I’m pretty damn these dreams must have centered around my trust issues and feeling of societal abandonment. +++
I wake up rom these dreams exhausted. I have after all, been running for my life all dam
And here is the second weird dream. This a reoccurring dream I have been having for years. And every few weeks, I’m guaranteed to have it again.
I have a loose tooth in the dream. A very, very loose tooth. A tooth so loose that it’s literally hanging on by a thread. I can move my tongue and feel the indent in my gum where the tooth should be. I can move my tongue underneath the bottom of the tooth as well. It’s literally only being held into my mouth with just one little vein attached.
I sit there, stricken with fear. What does this mean, I ask myself in the dream. Am I sick? Am I diseased? Why is this tooth falling out? Am I so unhealthy that I’m losing my teeth??? But, I’m in public. Always in a classroom or out to dinner. I’m desperately trying to control my anxiety so those around me don’t notice my distress. I’m doing this because I know that they don’t want to hear my problems…nobody is ever there for you..
…WOW… ok. Well, I think I know the meaning of these dreams now.
Does anyone out there know more? Anyone out there hip on the whole “dream meaning” scene? I’d love to know people’s thoughts as to what this all might mean (aside from the glaringly obvious I suppose) or more importantly, what to do about these feelings?
Dream on! (In the good way I hope)
~ The Dark Horse