This started out as one of those silly-ish dreams, you know, running around with video game characters and stuff... then it got creepy. You see, this dream took place in the future, as if I was some kind of time traveler. Really the only difference is that people had to have tracking machines with all their info planted in one of their arms. Well, I was in this group that wanted to rebel against this government and we couldn't live long if we had these devices in us so thankfully we had a knife on hand and the only option we had was to ... dig them out, so to speak. My only moment of lucidness in this entire dream was I did NOT want my mind to be there when it was my turn. Really, it seems silly but there HAVE been times when I've felt pain in my dreams and seeing as how this dream was my reality now I didn't want to feel being stabbed and sewn back together or see any of the bloody stuff... so I didn't! It worked! But that was the only moment of lucidness I got.

My mind seemed to switch back and forth between myself and another guy we had on the team. There were 3 "normal people" like that on the team, myself, another girl who was basically exactly the same as me except maybe more girly, and a man on the team. My mind seemed to switch back and forth between myself and this man, until we were basically the same peron... the other girl vanished somewhere... or perhaps she transformed mid dream into this man since I don't remember him at the beggining of the dream.

This man though, he didn't add anything to the team. He was basically dead weight just waiting to be killed by the people trying to track us down and shooting and throwing flash bombs at us. But everyone wanted to keep him alive no matter what. He couldn't defend himself and he could barely run away when under attack (he'd be a goner without our encouragement)

The reason why was because this guy had PTSD. We all kind of got to enter his head because hey... dreams warp reality all the time. You see, when he was a kid his dad was a cop, and he saw this serial killer shoot him. But that's not all that happened. After maybe a brief year or two locked up he came back and killed his mother. (he wasn't there this time) Then he was attacked while out on a boat in a lake. He was picked up by an older guy in a boat but it was a long time getting to shore because they were going against these big waves instead of riding them. He would have bleed to death until finally a wave pushed them back to shore.

Seeing through his eyes now, the world is a blur, feeling faint as well... about to pass out or succumb to shock. Switches back and forth betwen 1st and 3rd person.

I forgot the first question, though it was something along the lines of being hurt, or having a fever... the answer was a muttered "all over" the second question was asking where it hurt. He said he was shot in his back. "No." the questioner said, before examining him further, telling him he was shot in his leg. When there was the revelation that he was stabbed in the back instead of shot. Though, don't want to let the guy know hat in present time because... he's suffered enough already. Sure enough upon lifting his shirt there was a small stab wound in his lower back.

Back to the present from this point out things were a lot worse for this guy. But we wanted him to live and stay with us, so we tried really hard to stick together.

Anyways, I can't remember how that dream ended, only that we were still on the run from attackers. Yeah we never found that safe place.

It's funny though that the setting was never really relevant and consisted entirely of places that I visit often. Namely, my own house, my own room, and a playground I like to visit and a trail I like to walk. The lake itself was a different place entirely that I couldn't recognize but that was to be expected, right? After all it was a flashback and probably a mix of many different lakes I've been to. The only time the setting mattered is when I went to my house I knew it was my house and grabbed all of my coats I could find so we could survive the winter.

[objtrbit]

Okay, I'll just point out a few things and maybe some of it will explain some stuff-I like freud, so I'm thinkin that dreams do mean something.

First thing I noticed:

Well, I was in this group that wanted to rebel against this government and we couldn't live long if we had these devices in us so thankfully we had a knife on hand and the only option we had was to ... dig them out, so to speak.

Never too old or young for parent proly's, lol. Anytimes anyone ever talks about society, government, ect-I immediatly thing "parents!" and how you were or are being raised, what are dealing with/dealt with conflict wise.
So you don't want to be tracked? Life ending....being grounded, or a fight-who knows, but something that you dread if they knew what was up, I'm thinking.

You say this was the only part of the dream you were in control of, ay? Likely also that you have the control in real life too.
Well, if you take away the ability for them to find out-it also pains you-you don't want to see it happen?

I'm not sure about the literally feeling pain in dreams-hopefully your body isn't telling you something, I donno. That sucks though, lol!

My mind seemed to switch back and forth between myself and another guy we had on the team. There were 3 "normal people"

I'm wanting to pick at that "normal people thing"....I wonder what you are dealing with in your social life right now, but I am not knowing....

like that on the team, myself, another girl who was basically exactly the same as me except maybe more girly, and a man on the team. My mind seemed to switch back and forth between myself and this man, until we were basically the same peron... the other girl vanished somewhere... or perhaps she transformed mid dream into this man since I don't remember him at the beggining of the dream.

So dreams are wishfulfillments, according to Freud. So you identify more with the man on the team, until eventually the "girly" girl vanishes or just becomes the guy-and you seem to become the guy later. So maybe you vaule something in yourself that contains male attributes. I donno...for your exploration.

I'm running out of time, so I'll just make notes of what I have gotten used to interpeting...

This man though, he didn't add anything to the team. He was basically dead weight just waiting to be killed by the people trying to track us down and shooting and throwing flash bombs at us. But everyone wanted to keep him alive no matter what. He couldn't defend himself and he could barely run away when under attack (he'd be a goner without our encouragement)

Your own feelings of helplessness-but not wanting peeps to give up on you? That was a strech...I may by projecting my life into your story/dream here....just watch for that....

The reason why was because this guy had PTSD.

I think this is symbolic for the stress in your life...I think something happened to ya....that was rather vague, my bad

We all kind of got to enter his head because hey... dreams warp reality all the time. You see, when he was a kid his dad was a cop,

I'm thinking your dad either is an authority figure or you want him to be....

and he saw this serial killer shoot him.

You see your dad dealing with something? Oh, I should keep reading...

But that's not all that happened. After maybe a brief year or two locked up he came back and killed his mother.

Jeez. So whatever your dad was dealing with, it came back to hurt your mom?

(he wasn't there this time) Then he was attacked while out on a boat in a lake.
He was picked up by an older guy in a boat but it was a long time getting to shore because they were going against these big waves instead of riding them. He would have bleed to death until finally a wave pushed them back to shore.


Okay...for your own interpetation...Freud and water = sex life stuff.
PTSD, long way to shore, against waves rather than riding them
hhhmmm...



Seeing through his eyes now, the world is a blur, feeling faint as well... about to pass out or succumb to shock. Switches back and forth betwen 1st and 3rd person.

Shock, dissocotiation again...like you did with "not wanting to be there"
earlier... Gotta go though, but I can pick this up again later if you want

Take care,
obj

hey thanks for what you have thus far. It sounds really interesting ... if you want to continue that's fine since I want to know what else you can gather... but if you don't that's ok too

[Perna]

Originally Posted by Kaika

My mind seemed to switch back and forth between myself and another guy we had on the team. There were 3 "normal people" like that on the team, myself, another girl who was basically exactly the same as me except maybe more girly, and a man on the team. My mind seemed to switch back and forth between myself and this man, until we were basically the same peron... the other girl vanished somewhere... or perhaps she transformed mid dream into this man since I don't remember him at the beggining of the dream.

If this were my dream, I'd concentrate on this portion first. Since it's our dream, we are/create all the characters in the dream and it sounds like you were in the "middle" and could go either way and chose a particular way. To me, girly girls aren't very rooted in the "world", aren't career girls or anything like that and, in dreams, that's what men mean to me, they're my worldly aspect. So, if this were my dream I'd be looking at the forces I'm dealing with in my waking life, whether to "care" for myself or grow up or whatever being "conscious" of how the world works were to me and the opposite (to me), "girly girl" approach.

last night I had a dream that Islam, as well as the middle east as a whole, is beautiful and to be admired. Funny, waking world I am neutral towards religion as a whole. this is the second dram I've had with a similar theme.

[nightdreamer7982]

Hi Kaika, My odd dream started out like this? I was looking for someone and. I came right up to him and?! I said could you help me find my boyfriend soon. I can't locate him anywhere and? I'm really sad by his disapperance too!! I just want to know if he's alright because? I'm worried about him okay. I hate it when we're separated like this from each other? It's never been this difficult at all though!!! Grrr!!
I know he would be in a dramatic panic attack? If he couldn't even locate me!!!