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April 22nd, 2005, 05:38 AM
I very seldom have nightmares. I do have very vivid dreams occasionally, sometimes they have (always trivial, unfortunately) visions of the future. Tonight I woke up after a really vivid and scary nightmare. Quite often I have dreams that I realize are nightmares later although during the dream I'm not scared. Tonight I had one that was vivid and strangely coherent for one of my dreams. I jotted down what happened after I woke up.
This was a nightmare, so it's not pleasant. If you think it might bother you, it probably will. Stop reading now. It still seems scary to me but who knows since I had the dream. Anyway there's a disclaimer so don't sue me for mental anguish and punitive dream therapy damages.
Here it is, it's already starting to fade from my memory, I wrote this as soon as I woke up:
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Walking down the street, met the family. Had a lot of boxes and things with them. Lots of young children. Offered to carry them for the people. They refused, they said they just came from a funeral as if that was a good reason for me not to help. Seemed scared of me and uncomfortable with me asking them if they needed help. They were black and I had the impression they were African immigrants. I don't know where this took place, but it was cold and snowing and midwestern in the beginning of the dream.
Continued walking home. Mom (who wasn't my mom) just returned home from a trip, which I went on too. Returned home to find that mom was possessed by a spirit. Knew it was a bad spirit and that the family I saw in the street was also the spirit or a hallucination inspired by spirit. It gave the impression of being very very malicious and it loved to scare me.
Tried to trick the spirit by telling it I was going to take a shower. Left the house and went back to the corner I saw the family on. For some reason I think I was going back there to find out something about it. They weren't there. The spirit knew what I had done. Walked back to the house (it's night now) and the spirit appeared to me in storm drains as I walked down the street. It told me I couldn't win, etc. It was sometimes a young African boy and sometimes zombie looking monsters. The last one was a zombie/monster that spoke in a language that seemed African and scared the hell out of me.
Got back to the house, mom was in bad shape. Looked like a zombie. Decayed looking skin and monster eyes. Sister (who also wasn't my sister) came by, we chanted and tried to get the spirit to release mom. Spirit alternately possessed mom and sister. Glowing red eyes, very bright and sometimes only one red eye each when they were close to each other. Chanted more, we referred to it as an "unclean spirit". Spirit finally materialized in a body of it's own, the African boy. Grabbed the boy and tried to tear out his throat with my teeth. When I bit down on his throat I could feel it, it was soft and empty like it was a hollow shell. Woke up.
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There was more detail in the dream but it's faded already. The timeline is compressed as I spent a long time in the street walking and in the house with my mom. When I say it was my mom and sister but wasn't them, I mean I knew who they were but they bore no resemblance to my mom or sister.
So dream people, what does this dream mean? I did attend a funeral the day of the dream, I don't know if that has anything to do with the funeral in the dream.
ps - I know I'm completely insane so that part has already been covered. :) Also, if this means I'm sexually attracted to Carrot Top but having trouble accepting it, please just don't tell me. I'd rather not know.
This was a nightmare, so it's not pleasant. If you think it might bother you, it probably will. Stop reading now. It still seems scary to me but who knows since I had the dream. Anyway there's a disclaimer so don't sue me for mental anguish and punitive dream therapy damages.
Here it is, it's already starting to fade from my memory, I wrote this as soon as I woke up:
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Walking down the street, met the family. Had a lot of boxes and things with them. Lots of young children. Offered to carry them for the people. They refused, they said they just came from a funeral as if that was a good reason for me not to help. Seemed scared of me and uncomfortable with me asking them if they needed help. They were black and I had the impression they were African immigrants. I don't know where this took place, but it was cold and snowing and midwestern in the beginning of the dream.
Continued walking home. Mom (who wasn't my mom) just returned home from a trip, which I went on too. Returned home to find that mom was possessed by a spirit. Knew it was a bad spirit and that the family I saw in the street was also the spirit or a hallucination inspired by spirit. It gave the impression of being very very malicious and it loved to scare me.
Tried to trick the spirit by telling it I was going to take a shower. Left the house and went back to the corner I saw the family on. For some reason I think I was going back there to find out something about it. They weren't there. The spirit knew what I had done. Walked back to the house (it's night now) and the spirit appeared to me in storm drains as I walked down the street. It told me I couldn't win, etc. It was sometimes a young African boy and sometimes zombie looking monsters. The last one was a zombie/monster that spoke in a language that seemed African and scared the hell out of me.
Got back to the house, mom was in bad shape. Looked like a zombie. Decayed looking skin and monster eyes. Sister (who also wasn't my sister) came by, we chanted and tried to get the spirit to release mom. Spirit alternately possessed mom and sister. Glowing red eyes, very bright and sometimes only one red eye each when they were close to each other. Chanted more, we referred to it as an "unclean spirit". Spirit finally materialized in a body of it's own, the African boy. Grabbed the boy and tried to tear out his throat with my teeth. When I bit down on his throat I could feel it, it was soft and empty like it was a hollow shell. Woke up.
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There was more detail in the dream but it's faded already. The timeline is compressed as I spent a long time in the street walking and in the house with my mom. When I say it was my mom and sister but wasn't them, I mean I knew who they were but they bore no resemblance to my mom or sister.
So dream people, what does this dream mean? I did attend a funeral the day of the dream, I don't know if that has anything to do with the funeral in the dream.
ps - I know I'm completely insane so that part has already been covered. :) Also, if this means I'm sexually attracted to Carrot Top but having trouble accepting it, please just don't tell me. I'd rather not know.