Dream interpretation

This is a dream journal. The intention behind it is to also give interpretations on the recorded dreams. In my experience, much of the dream content is prophetic and can be linked to events following the night of dreaming.
Throughout the year 2013 I will keep to the discipline of recording my dreams every morning and interpreting them every evening. That way, people may start to get a feel of how dream symbolism works.

Saturday, 11 August 2012

40% Human

1. Guided to a House

Quite a dark dream. Night. City. Top of the city, when the dream starts. Someone, I think a girl, says I have to come with her. She drags me through the streets, run downhill through the city. She practically runes - she is that fired up about what she wants to show me. I follow as I can't do anything else.
We cross some streets left and right and come to one in particular to our right. She takes me to one particular house, which seems very bright, well-lighted. We go in (or she knocks on the door?). People let us in. It feels like this is the house of foreign people, from abroad. When we go in, we're immediately in the living room, which is also very small. This is quite confronting, as I don't feel I have the space to move. Yellow, ocher, very light inside, which feels good. I just wait for what happens. Foreign people, maybe a community, talk by themselves, I don't overhear their conversation. (The room reminds me of a art gallery in Herent where I have been once to listen to poetry, but now it also reminds me of a place I lived, in Kessel-lo, because, when you enter, you come right into the living room, which I don't like.) Their is a big window in front, next to the door. And I think: people outside must be able to see everything that happens here, which unsettled me. This because of the light inside the house, and the big window which was almost the length of the wall. The small room contained a sofa, and with that it was full. Behind the sofa was more room, but private. I didn't go there. I suppose I can sit there and I do. She does too when she comes back.
Then I can't really remember what happens. Maybe the scenery changes somewhat and the place remains the same, but the city all around changes. Now all is dark, and flat and deep blue, indigo, watery. More space in the city. Taller buildings. Different world. More desolate, houses not so cramped to each other. Not so much houses now but more apartments. Everything looks cold and distance.
Now, those foreign people start to explain and I start to understand. At some point I am told that only 40% is still human in this city, or world. All the rest alien, or taken over.
Now, we're outside, and with this knowledge, a group larger than before, all still human and wanting to run away, flee. I miss a part of the dream here. At some point we get split up. We're always on the run, always the same direction, too. There's danger. They hunt us. But the people I am with are full of light in this dark city. And they know what to do. I mostly just follow.
At one point they go ahead and I stay behind a little because I have business to do. There is Hafr. She expected me. (Quite frustrating not remembering the whole dream...) She takes me to a place on the streets where we can be alone. Not really a back alley, but near a big cross-roads. But no-one is there. Although I fear, the aliens on the other side of the road can see us from their apartment blocks. I know what to do though, and I penetrate her. I have sex with Hafr, but it is not exciting, so in the open and on the run. I have to leave early too, catch up with the rest. She'll be staying behind though. (Maybe Hafr was also the girl guiding me in the first place?)

2 comments:

  1. This is the kind of dream that I imagine when I read about inorganic beings in Castaneda's book. But the dream was not impressive or alien to my own mind enough to class it as such. It did have a rather apocalyptic feel to it.

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  2. But, even now, when I write or think about the dream, I get pulled in into its atmosphere.

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