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Just woke up want to get this dream down:
There were some people in the house. I don't remember what house exactly...or if it was mine or someone else's, but I just remember there were some extra people all of a sudden... one teen like guy and one older strange balding guy.
They were like robots or dumbos, just running around destroying everything or causing the other people in the house (which I can't currently remember who they were.. but there were a few people) to get very upset. I was trying to be calm about it and get them to chill out without the screaming that was going on from everyone else at them.
They weren't getting it, nor caring, and they continued just kind of running around and fucking things up. Throwing food out of the refrigerator onto the floor (I remember a gallon of milk spilling... I don't really drink much milk)
I kept kind of laughing at first going WTF!? What are you dumb asses possibly doing this for? Cut it out already! (but it was a bit funny at first I was amused.)
The younger teen had a really angry mean look on his face.. the older guy looked more just like totally lost randomly retarded. They were just destroying stuff all over the house. I mean ridiculous things. Setting the stairs on fire, pulling carpet up... breaking lights, throwing everything everywhere.. you name it they were doing it. Everyone else in the house was asking me to stop them... the chaos was getting pretty out of control between me trying to stop the tard boys and calm down the actual house residents who were screaming for justice and obviously expected ME to be the one to do something about it.
This pattern repeated for a while till after failed attempts at light communication failed multiple times. The destructo tards never said anything and just kept breaking stuff. I finally completely and utterly lost my temper and cool, and grabbed both of them in a ferocious rage, smacked them up against the wall and screamed at the top of my lungs, "THAT'S IT! I HAVE TRIED TO BE NICE BUT YOU STILL CONTINUE!!! THE TWO OF YOU WILL STOP THIS NOW OR I WILL SERIOUSLY KICK YOUR ASS BEYOND ANY ASS KICKING YOU HAVE EVER KNOWN!!!!"
I don't remember exactly how or the transition... but they either laughed or ignored me and CUT boom i am in a bed or laying on some table and staring up at a ceiling & it appears I can't move very much..... I am VERY ANGRY still and now even more so. I am screaming out at the two idiots, "OH SO YOU MADE ME LOSE MY COOL HUH THAT WAS THE POINT? WELL NOW YOU'RE REALLY GOING TO GET AN ASS KICKING WHEN I FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET OUT OF THIS DEVICE YOU GOT ME TRAPPED IN!"
I was absolutely raging and struggling and I saw a vortex start to bubble on the ceiling. It was nasty looking like a brown green yellow toxic dump bubbling and churning. I figured that it was directly related to my anger...obviously.. I was creating some nasty toxic spirit waste vortex fudge or something... I actually in the dream had the thought of Dr Emoto and the "messages from water" book he wrote that showed what happed to water crystals when people wrote different words on bottle of water and then froze them http://www.life-enthusiast.com/twilight/research_emoto.htm)
This caused me to get a grip on myself... and I consciously decided to calm down. It took a bit because i was VERY ANGRY i really wanted to go and kill the two idiots who were destroying my house or whoever's house it was. I realized though that I was in something that was capturing my angry energy and if i didn't calm down I would not get out.
Finally.. as I calmed down (I had to refocus my thinking) the vortex started dissolving and then i tried to consciously see if i could have more of an effect on it and change it's color or something
pop.. I woke up.
All in all it was a VERY uncomfortable dream. I haven't had any sort of what I would call a 'bad' dream or a restrictive dream where i can't move like that in a very very long time.
My initial interpretation is the obvious one to me... that of having control over your emotions and watching your anger cause look what can happen it can trap you. I don't really believe in repressing anger if you have it either I think that's just ad bad... but I did appear to have 'lost' it in this scenario to the point where even I forgot I was angry and I was just total range (usually.... even when I am angry i can kinda notice it in myself by observing myself in a 3rd party kind of way but that didn't happen here till the end)
The only thing is... I really did try to handle the 'destructive idiots' calmly... and nothing was working. I'm wondering what the message is or how else I could have handled it.
That's all for now... back to resty time
- Blackout -
You are not your job, your titles, your possessions, your degrees, your lovers, your relationships, your place of residence, your social security number, your ID, your bills, your worries, your bank account, your age or your body. You are the timeless being that created & perceives itself through those things, and you have the power to play or not play that game. When someone asks me "what do you do?" looking for some title to pin me down, I laugh and say "EVERYTHING!" - Blackout
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