See update at bottom of page.
It occurs in one place
but
many places
in the dream and
real life.
I am in a place where there are no doors and no exit signs. There are windows, though. I am climbing up and
down stairs trying to get out. I have a school assignment deadline that I was trying to complete.
Interpretation:
I am quarantined by a disease
or illness
that causes extreme hair loss. A bomb? (Rolling my eyes) puh-leze.
I am looking at the some people enclosed in some glass enclosure and I am screaming and crying because I can
see they are in serious trouble and I am FORCED TO WATCH! They are laughing, though. (I believe they are
on/in the TV). They can't hear me or see me but I can see and hear them. They are like cold bloodied animals
who adjust to whatever the temperature is not knowing someone is gradually turning up the heat ROASTING
THEM ALIVE! I don't know who it is. They don't realize it but they are BURNING UP!! But...they...are...laughing
while they are dying! I am frantically running up and down the stairs trying to get out so I can TELL them; so I can
HELP THEM! But I can't get out! I am trapped in a stairwell type enclosure with big windows!
I scream for help! I scream for my mother! "Mommy! HELP ME!" Help me get out of here!"
Then I see her laying on the floor at one of the stair landing. I thought she was cold because she is wrapped in
something and the other people were burning up! But she is really wrapped in a shroud and all her hair is gone.
And my mother has a lot of hair. Almost waist length. SERIOUS! I see her laying on the floor her not knowing how
sick she is. Or else I would had known. She couldn't help me. She would have probably given me some good
advice (maybe) if she could have but she could not. Too sick.
I later realized, based on some traumatic incidents that had happened in my life, that she is really me.
I am "two".
Why am I "two"? Why would I be I "through" because of an honorable path I would take?
Why?
Based on other incidents in my life (I'm remodeling)
I would say
because of some
contamination issues
or
PLASTIC?!!
Or is it vinyl
or is WHAT is the other word for plastic?
What is it? What other substance do they use for gloves?
Oh. LATEX!!
Jist a dream....telling me.....HELPING me..... NOT to cry. So much.
"You can't be "two"."
Gosh. Does it really take ALL that JUST to learn ONE thing? Really though?
Am I am STILL upset but not as upset as I could be.
So SOMEONE has to die? Just who, huh? I refuse a stupid dream LIKE THAT? Refuse. It just make me suspect
my health care dreams are over.
for now.
And I dare anyone, for whatever reason, to MAKE that dream come true, too! I know some weird people. I don't
play those games. I don't like weird stuff either.
The people in the glass enclosures? I later thought they were Jews because I am so preoccupied with my
Hanukkah observances and I am having nightmares because I am such an ABJECT FAILURE! Again. I am SO
tired of being failure! Remember? Jews. Incinerators. Crematory. But, if you think about it and their history, the
people could be anyone. I am too depressed about it, though.
Summary: Those who know me will understand some of my reasons based on some of the facts of my life.
Nursing and cross contamination issues.
Stairs and stairway to heaven or to the stars and research about time and space.
A remodeling project that I am working on that kinda inserted itself into the dream.
And this whole holiday season and some of the pressures it brings.
Must I have actual NIGHTMARES about all of it, though.
I think the whole thing is just ridiculous, too. I may not be able to do ANY of it, so why have nightmares about
ANY of it?
A visit to the couch? Nope. Not today.
Updated November 27, 2009 at 11:xx pm
About one of the possible MANY interpretations of my dream:
Gosh. I talked to my mummy several times today.
And I must be honest:
It is not an impossibility but it is difficult to envision her in a shroud.....of any kind (there are so many ya
know)....at this time. I'm glad, too. Hopefully, her faith will keep her here with us a little bit longer.
Hmmmm.
I told you: I do NOT put too much credence in dreams. I make a very minimum effort to see if my subconscious is
TRYING desperately to talk to me about something I "know" but don't know and then I leave it at "that".
Dreams can have soooooooo many "interpretations" and usually a lot of "ballyhoo" about nothing!
Careful: If they DO mean something, how do one, except the one having the dream, or "involved" in the dream,
know which one to really choose?
I may revisit this subject. Then again, I may not. I know God does work through dreams. The Bible says so. And I
have experienced it, even when dealing with the subconscious mind. I don't deny that but He works through
replicable scientific knowledge, too. I am more comfortable with the latter. Right now. The psyche can get to be
quite complex; the brain can be a very complex terrain.
Happy Holidays!
Updated January 22, 2010 at 12:xxpm: I added a better page for The Dream here! It 's getting kinda weird. I will
try to find all references to it and add them there. Good grief! It is titled "More On the Dream!"