This dream is killing me…

Yesterday night, I placed myself on my bed to be purified from the plankton’s of yesterday’s strains. Instead I had a new experience, a feeling I had never had in my entire life… and it was in a dream.

I dreamed I was living in another place or time, I could not tell which, the dreams tend to disorient us that way. It was another world, let just say that since dreams have been interpreted by many as a peek to another dimension. That world had another kind of species, scary and beautiful in a way. I was a teenager in my dream, unaware of love and its complexity.

I fall for someone, one of those different beings, a woman who almost looked like she wants to devour me. I submitted on my knees, it made her calm, I reached my hand and held her’s. She looked away with her beautiful, out of this world face, a face that only belongs in a dream world. I tapped her hand to bring back her attention to me, it made her mad, even as I was doing it I knew it was a mistake. She comes closer to me, her hair is dark and silky, her eyes shone it’s light gray light on me and her teeth… its not sharp, but different from normal teeth, it had a mark in the middle of each.

She let go… saying something about a prince and ‘No must stay, now must leave.’ She kept looking back at me, she looked somehow disappointed, with a hint of… I don’t know, for I was just a teenager, unaware of how to treat a normal woman, let alone a supernatural one.

I had this dream this morning, it’s completely killing me. I was thinking about it the entire day for some reason. I was feeling different in a way when I woke up. I have never felt this way toward anything, does this dream have something to offer? Or is it just my wild and untamed imagination?

As I came to the end of writing the dream I realized who was that woman representing, she was someone in my real life, someone I helped yesterday, a colleague. She had different and beautiful features, her eyes were dark but they were wide and bright, her hair was long and silky… and her teeth…. she wore braces, now that I think of it, the marks on my dream woman’s teeth resembled braces… what does this devious dream wants to say?

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12 thoughts on “This dream is killing me…

  1. It is a little confusing to focus on because the writer in you is glamourizing the dream. LOL When I do dream interpretation I have people just stick to the facts. It is easier this way to stay with the dream as you remember it. What I see is a young man facing the feminine within, embracing the feminine. It looks foreign to you, confusing you and as a result pulls away (or you let it pull away). There is still a youthful part of you trying to reconcile with the feminine. Mother/Sister/Aunt?? Closure that needs to happen from long ago? Anger is the frustration from your inner feminine side for not dealing with this sooner, for letting it go. Either closure needs to happen or connecting more to your feminine side which you have let go away. The former makes more sense to me since it is you from awhile ago, but maybe you have let the feminine side of you slip away awhile ago? Thats my take on it. I wonder what other people will see?

    • Haha… yes I did through some sugar on my dream in this post.
      I do have previous doors to close, who doesn’t. I can’t go back to them though, it has been a long time since I had seen these doors, I moved on and my life is better. Maybe its because I wonder if they are doing well too.
      Thanks Jeannine.

      • Only you would know. I didn’t mean to be so personal. That is the problem with doing dream anaylsis. Sometimes you don’t know what is going to come up. Your welcome.

  2. I am no expert, but if you are seeking many opinions, I have a different perspective. I dream at least a few dreams almost every single night. I dream lucidly quite frequently and have been keeping dream journals since I was in high school, now I blog about my dreams 🙂

    When I dream, there is usually no real message or point of contention, when a dream is thought provoking, or meaningful, I know it instantly. It sticks with me and festers down to my bones. Having interpreted my dreams before through the “literature” (dream books, psychology, etc.) I find that really, none of what I glean is pertinent to me specifically. Or sometimes it happens to be correct, but often it is wrong, or maybe-sorta-kinda there.

    As you say you already recognize the woman, all signs point to the notion that you already understand the dream, just trust yourself, your interpretation is instinctively correct, even if it doesn’t make sense, or has nothing to do with the actual events or emotions of the dream.

  3. Intense, Ahmed! What an epic dream. I’ve heard it said that what we think about in the last 45 minutes of sleep stays in our memory, but I have no idea if it anyhow affects our dreams. Most of the time we dream about things nowhere near the surface of our mind. The sharp teeth kind of sound like a warning about her, that she’s dangerous, but very intriguing. Good stuff, reminds me of my book a bit ;P

    • It happened again… It was a normal dream this time. I spotted her sitting in the shadows and once again standing in front of a building, kind of like ‘Where’s Waldo’. She looked normal this time, no sharp teeth. 🙂
      I liked your interpretation, I do sense she’s… well not dangerous, trouble maybe, but sure to be intriguing.

    • It was my pleasure, and thank you for visiting back… If you are interested, I’ll be hosting a Q & A session on the 10th of November. If you feel like firing some questions I’ll be happy to take the hit.

      Enjoy your weekend. : )

  4. It say’s, Amin’s into some kinky hot sex and is looking for a Dominatrix!
    *laughing* Just playing with ya! Serious face! I love these type of dreams…you want to go back to sleep so it doesn’t end! I hate it when the phone rings and wakes me from a dream. I feel I’ve been ripped off!
    Okay, midnight…I shall leave your blog alone:) Night Amin! x

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