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bluepolaski · 02-17-2008, 03:21 PM

Maybe someone with an interest in Freud or Jung would like to help me make sense of this crazy ass dream I had last night?

First, I rarely remember my dreams, when I do it's generally because they were very pleasurable or extremely shocking. I also like to think that because they are so rare, they must be scenes from my subconscious and there's some sort of meaning in them.

My dream starts off with myself and another faceless person, standing around in my yard. The calm is suddenly shattered with gunfire and bullets hitting the ground all around me. I dive for cover behind a car. On the roof of the 4-story brick building next door is a man with a machine gun firing on full auto in one hand and a girl wrapped in his other arm. The girl looks like she's struggling to free herself from the man, I can't discern anything about her other than that she is blond. I can see the man clearly, his face is extremely frightening. He's white but his face is darkened with dirt and what looks like some blood, his eyes are red and bulging, he's flashing his gnashed teeth and screaming madly as he fires the gun at me.

I decide to make a break for it and I take off zig-zagging down the driveway as fast as I can. Bullets are pinging the ground around me. I make it across the street into another neighbor's yard, I thought I had evaded the psycho but somehow he appears on the roof of the house beside the yard I just entered, and he's still shooting at me. I duck under a staircase and it seems like he's lost sight of me. He continues to shoot the gun and scream into the sky.

I sit down and wonder why no one has called for help, or anything at all really, the area looks deserted. There's no on in the streets, no cars around, nothing happening. The shooting suddenly stops as I'm thinking, I get up and leave my hiding spot and the madman is gone. Then I wake up with my heart pounding, gasping for air and sweating. I was so shook up, I couldn't fall asleep again for about an hour.

02-17-2008, 03:21 PM	#1 (permalink)
bluepolaski Upright Location: Boston, MA	A nightmare straight out of an action movie Maybe someone with an interest in Freud or Jung would like to help me make sense of this crazy ass dream I had last night? First, I rarely remember my dreams, when I do it's generally because they were very pleasurable or extremely shocking. I also like to think that because they are so rare, they must be scenes from my subconscious and there's some sort of meaning in them. My dream starts off with myself and another faceless person, standing around in my yard. The calm is suddenly shattered with gunfire and bullets hitting the ground all around me. I dive for cover behind a car. On the roof of the 4-story brick building next door is a man with a machine gun firing on full auto in one hand and a girl wrapped in his other arm. The girl looks like she's struggling to free herself from the man, I can't discern anything about her other than that she is blond. I can see the man clearly, his face is extremely frightening. He's white but his face is darkened with dirt and what looks like some blood, his eyes are red and bulging, he's flashing his gnashed teeth and screaming madly as he fires the gun at me. I decide to make a break for it and I take off zig-zagging down the driveway as fast as I can. Bullets are pinging the ground around me. I make it across the street into another neighbor's yard, I thought I had evaded the psycho but somehow he appears on the roof of the house beside the yard I just entered, and he's still shooting at me. I duck under a staircase and it seems like he's lost sight of me. He continues to shoot the gun and scream into the sky. I sit down and wonder why no one has called for help, or anything at all really, the area looks deserted. There's no on in the streets, no cars around, nothing happening. The shooting suddenly stops as I'm thinking, I get up and leave my hiding spot and the madman is gone. Then I wake up with my heart pounding, gasping for air and sweating. I was so shook up, I couldn't fall asleep again for about an hour. __________________ "I never stopped to think of it before, but you know - a policeman will jest stand there an' let a banker rob a farmer, or a finance man rob a workin' man. But if a farmer robs the banker - you'd have a whole darn army of cops out a-shootin' at him. Robbery is a chapter in etiquette." - Woody Guthrie