Okay, I had a seriously fucked up dream the other night.
1) Set up
My ex girlfriend and I went out the other night, she was hammered and things were a little weird. I slept over because we were driving to Arkansas the next morning.
We woke up exhausted, then drove 9 hours to her grandmothers, but we did get to stop in Hot Springs on the way. Pics are coming soon, check in PICS section.
For those of you who do not know, I am a bit of an environmentalists. Not a radical, just concerned. This info may be helpful for this dream.
2) The start
When we got to her grandmothers we talked to her uncle for about an hour the went to bed. That night/early morning I had "the dream". It started off beautiful, I was walking hand in hand with my daughter (who doesn't really exist). She looked like an angel, adorable curly brown hair, a little sun dress, and the cutest smile you can imagine. She was as pleasant as any child can be, perfect in every way. Some people say that the only emotion you feel in dreams is fear, this is not true.
We ended up walking into the Intracostal Canal, for those of you who do not know it is a main shipping canal that runs from Texas to Florida. I spent a large portion of my life boating along that canal. But in the dream, a portion of it was walled off, and all of the barges were on the ground. Workers were loading the chemical sacks and drums from the barge to the ground. Above us the water was held back by some sort of sheet, perhaps a tarp. We walked along, observing the hustle, and I explained that the chemicals were "bad for you".
Suddenly, the roof collapsed. I grabbed my daughter and headed for shore, barely escaping the rising water. We stopped on the bank, relieved. Then the water began to rise even higher, and we were trapped by a levee. The water consumed us both.
We emerged from the toxic sludge, along with about 50 others. Every person, had some sort of mutation. Except for my lovely, perfect daughter. I arose with my abdomen and upper chest glowing brilliant green. One of the ladies who emerged with us joined in our search for shelter.
3) Weird Part - One
We found a home, and wanted to find out if anyone on the outside was affected. I decided to knock on the door. A shotgun was my greeting, along with five scolding eyes. The patriarch of the house yelled " get out of here you fuckin' freaks!" I was confused, and asked what had happened to us. He stated that we were under the water for 20 years, and a few people had risen before we had. I had a strange feeling about this man, like I had know him before the accident. I questioned him about my intuition, and he responded angrily, "Yeah you know me, I looked much older before the accident, you used to call me the old man with no dick! Well I gots a dick now!" He then pulled up his pant leg, and his knee started to change form. Out of the knee a penis head took form, then the piss hole, dripping with slime, and fronted with sharp rotten teeth. This was horrific, and my girl was in terror. The penis began to scream, "NIUYB%^&$EB&V*&$DIKU!!!!!!!!!!!" It was all gibberish, but it was directed to me. I was frozen. Then I saw a flash, and next thing I knew the woman with us was sewing the piss hole up with RED yarn. Her mutation was the ability to move at amazing speeds. The man was furious, so we quickly fled.
5) Weird - Part Two
The woman left us, and we somehow acquired a motorcycle. The first instinct was to get as far away as possible. We crossed a bridge, then I noticed some large flames in the distance (bright red). It was a refinery on fire. As we approached I realized that the flames crossed the highway. For some reason I could not turn the bike around, so I told my daughter, "hold on tight, the fire can't burn you if you stay close to me. At this point my view changed. I now saw myself from the eyes of the flame. I was glowing in the areas described earlier, but my eyes glowed bright GREEN, like two neon lamps sunken into my skull. For some reason I knew the fire could not harm me, like the mutation became part of my consciousness.
We drove through, and stopped on the other side of the flames. I decided to drive the bike inside the factory to see if everyone was okay. When I reached a main hall, I saw that all were evacuated. Then explosion after explosion began. I knew that we were going to die, so the only option was to cover my daughter with my body, and sacrifice myself so she would live. I KNEW I would die. I KNEW I would make the ultimate sacrifice for the person I love most (like I said, she does not exist, she is only in this dream). Then there was the explosion. I was killed, but she lived. I FUCKING DIED IN A DREAM.
6) Conclusion/Questions
I awoke in terror, near tears, shaking. What does this mean?
Are all my efforts/studies for environmental quality worthless? Does it really matter if I care about this world? The reason for this question is due to the fact that the only person I loved was unaffected by my greatest evil.
Is my psyche trying to tell me that it is time for me to love someone on a level I have not experienced, that I am yearning to a child?
Yeah, it's been almost two weeks since this dream, and I am still fucked up about it.
1) Set up
My ex girlfriend and I went out the other night, she was hammered and things were a little weird. I slept over because we were driving to Arkansas the next morning.
We woke up exhausted, then drove 9 hours to her grandmothers, but we did get to stop in Hot Springs on the way. Pics are coming soon, check in PICS section.
For those of you who do not know, I am a bit of an environmentalists. Not a radical, just concerned. This info may be helpful for this dream.
2) The start
When we got to her grandmothers we talked to her uncle for about an hour the went to bed. That night/early morning I had "the dream". It started off beautiful, I was walking hand in hand with my daughter (who doesn't really exist). She looked like an angel, adorable curly brown hair, a little sun dress, and the cutest smile you can imagine. She was as pleasant as any child can be, perfect in every way. Some people say that the only emotion you feel in dreams is fear, this is not true.
We ended up walking into the Intracostal Canal, for those of you who do not know it is a main shipping canal that runs from Texas to Florida. I spent a large portion of my life boating along that canal. But in the dream, a portion of it was walled off, and all of the barges were on the ground. Workers were loading the chemical sacks and drums from the barge to the ground. Above us the water was held back by some sort of sheet, perhaps a tarp. We walked along, observing the hustle, and I explained that the chemicals were "bad for you".
Suddenly, the roof collapsed. I grabbed my daughter and headed for shore, barely escaping the rising water. We stopped on the bank, relieved. Then the water began to rise even higher, and we were trapped by a levee. The water consumed us both.
We emerged from the toxic sludge, along with about 50 others. Every person, had some sort of mutation. Except for my lovely, perfect daughter. I arose with my abdomen and upper chest glowing brilliant green. One of the ladies who emerged with us joined in our search for shelter.
3) Weird Part - One
We found a home, and wanted to find out if anyone on the outside was affected. I decided to knock on the door. A shotgun was my greeting, along with five scolding eyes. The patriarch of the house yelled " get out of here you fuckin' freaks!" I was confused, and asked what had happened to us. He stated that we were under the water for 20 years, and a few people had risen before we had. I had a strange feeling about this man, like I had know him before the accident. I questioned him about my intuition, and he responded angrily, "Yeah you know me, I looked much older before the accident, you used to call me the old man with no dick! Well I gots a dick now!" He then pulled up his pant leg, and his knee started to change form. Out of the knee a penis head took form, then the piss hole, dripping with slime, and fronted with sharp rotten teeth. This was horrific, and my girl was in terror. The penis began to scream, "NIUYB%^&$EB&V*&$DIKU!!!!!!!!!!!" It was all gibberish, but it was directed to me. I was frozen. Then I saw a flash, and next thing I knew the woman with us was sewing the piss hole up with RED yarn. Her mutation was the ability to move at amazing speeds. The man was furious, so we quickly fled.
5) Weird - Part Two
The woman left us, and we somehow acquired a motorcycle. The first instinct was to get as far away as possible. We crossed a bridge, then I noticed some large flames in the distance (bright red). It was a refinery on fire. As we approached I realized that the flames crossed the highway. For some reason I could not turn the bike around, so I told my daughter, "hold on tight, the fire can't burn you if you stay close to me. At this point my view changed. I now saw myself from the eyes of the flame. I was glowing in the areas described earlier, but my eyes glowed bright GREEN, like two neon lamps sunken into my skull. For some reason I knew the fire could not harm me, like the mutation became part of my consciousness.
We drove through, and stopped on the other side of the flames. I decided to drive the bike inside the factory to see if everyone was okay. When I reached a main hall, I saw that all were evacuated. Then explosion after explosion began. I knew that we were going to die, so the only option was to cover my daughter with my body, and sacrifice myself so she would live. I KNEW I would die. I KNEW I would make the ultimate sacrifice for the person I love most (like I said, she does not exist, she is only in this dream). Then there was the explosion. I was killed, but she lived. I FUCKING DIED IN A DREAM.
6) Conclusion/Questions
I awoke in terror, near tears, shaking. What does this mean?
Are all my efforts/studies for environmental quality worthless? Does it really matter if I care about this world? The reason for this question is due to the fact that the only person I loved was unaffected by my greatest evil.
Is my psyche trying to tell me that it is time for me to love someone on a level I have not experienced, that I am yearning to a child?
Yeah, it's been almost two weeks since this dream, and I am still fucked up about it.
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I used to deer hunt. In my late teens I did alot of acid and thought it would be a good idea to skin a deer, cure the pelt, and use it as a loin cloth while bowhunting. It itched.
you sir, are a bad-ass.