Thread: 2 nights consequetive dreams, 1st night suicide, 2nd night died & ressurected

Hey all,

So, for the past few months my dreams have been a little on the stranger side but nothing to worry about.

A couple of nights ago however I dreamed that I was walking into a fancy D.I.Y store with my younger brother to get a special color paint for my youngest brother.

The sequences before this dream involved one where I was half spectator, half main character in a dream where the main character, a girl (i am a guy in real life) was in lurv with a boy but the boy was bad or something like that and had been banished underground forever. The girl was warned often of how she was not allowed to see the boy again as it would mean something bad if he was let back up from underground. The time setting was old, pre 1960's I guess but probably a lot further back than that.

The next dream sequence was hazy but it seemed as though I was at one of those freek circuses or something like that and I was able to talk to some animal in a cage in a language he understood but not one that I understood and it seemed be a big enough deal in the dream that I was able to do this.

Then came the suicide dream where I was walking into a fancy D.I.Y store with my younger brother to get a special color paint for my youngest brother.

I thought it was strange as this is not the sort of thing I would do with this brother. In real life he is impulsive and a risk-taker whereas I am cautious and calculating. So we walk into the store and I say it might be an idea to go to the counter and ask for an assistant but we spot the paint mixing corner and what looks to be an assistant manning it so we walk over. When we get there it turns out that the assistant was actually just a customer and he had just finished mixing and walked away.

My brother grabbed a tube that was coming from one of two big paint barrels and proceeds to fill a small test-tube-like container with pure black paint.. This in turn activated a kind of Virtual Reality game just beside us that my brother starts playing.. At first I think its a golf game but it turns out to be a bowling game. My brother scores a perfect 10 controlling the game with the tube of paint and begins to attract a crowd of people who think he's great. But for the next few shots he scores very badly and all of a sudden the paint corner is no longer a corner but a balcony. My brother jumps over the rails of the balcony in frustration and is left hanging there. As he hangs I realize he is not gonna let go and will pull himself back up so I don't worry. But then he let go. I quickly looked over the balcony to see that it was a long drop and he was still falling so presuming he would die, I stopped watching. I thought to myself that I don't want to see something like that as it might effect the inner calm I try to live my life with too much. Easier to deal with the aftermath than have the scene burned into my thoughts forever too.

One of the people who had gathered to watch him play watched as he fell but i told her not to look, I told her it was not something she wanted to see or remember. I waited for a moment until I assumed he had hit the ground and then I looked over the balcony to see him lying on the ground about 3 or 4 stories/floors below, face down, not moving.

I left the store to go down to where he was and just before I got there I thought i should ring the ambulance and guards. I dialed the emergency number and asked for the local guards but the operator wouldn't put me through, she wanted to know why (in real life I have dialed the emergency number and they don't refuse connection, they don't ask why either) so I was a little bit frustrated at this and shouted at the operator that its none of her business and to just put me through. She didn't put me through so I just hung up the phone and walked over to my brother.

He was now lying face up on the ground, his legs were twisted into a knot and his arms were folded across his chest. I thought this was strange. I knew he was dead as he had a slightly decayed greyish-white face. I then heard a polyphonic ring tone. Someone had queued up 2 songs to play on his phone, the one currently playing sounded like the intro to "Stairway to heaven" but the phone said it was "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica. The other song queued up to play was Queen, "Show must go On". I realized that someone must have done this so I shouted angrily at the few people standing around "Who did this, who moved him and did this".

Then I woke Up.

For the record, stairway is a song that I recognize from the intro but I have never actually listened to it.

I perceived this dream to relate to events that were taking place in my life at present. That particular brother, to me, represents risk, impulse and lack of control, rational and order. I have been studying a certain topic a lot lately and have made very good advances and learned from previous mistakes made in that area in the past so this dream was a symbol of my awareness that I had cast aside my old ways regarding the topic and embraced the new ways based on what I now knew and understood.

Correct me if I'm missing anything there.

So, the next night was sleepless by choice as I had to be up early on wednesday morning and really wanted to keep writing a computer program I had started on tuesday evening.

Then wednesday night, I had another strange dream..

The details are very hazy but I was in my home town at my aunts house and her eldest child and only daughter was sick and lying face up but in a kind of fetus position on a bed in the spare room (same bed my granny died in). She had a blanket wrapped around her and I believe a mask on her face of some kind. She was having trouble breathing and I could hear her wheezing heavily. The people inside who were caring for her closed the door as she was getting worse. I was standing with my ear to the door and could hear the heart monitor beeping.. The monitor beeped slower and slower until it flat lined. I waited for a while and listened in case the monitor began to beep again but it didnt. The people in the room had turned it off so it was assumed she had died. I looked down the hall to my mother and hand-signaled to her that she had flat-lined and was dead. My aunt became aware of this too although I don't believe it was from my signaling.. Bit hazy next, but then, don't remember exactly what had happened, she was alive and well again.. Sitting up on the bed not where she had been lying, talking and messing as though nothing had happened. I believe she was not wearing the blanket anymore and definitely not wearing the mask.

I thought this was very strange and was confused and I thought of the condition that she was in just minutes before. Next thing I know she was back on the bed lying face up fetal, in the spot where she had been sitting and she now had the mask on her and was having difficulty breathing again and I could hear her wheezing..

I thought this was too strange so I willed myself awake as lack of order makes me uncomfortable..

That's it.

I don't recognize what my cousin represents to me. When I think of her I don't get any images or thoughts in my head. We have very little interaction to be honest so I rarely do think of her.

While my mother did ring me yesterday to tell me that my cousin (son of same aunt in dream) who is wheelchair bound due to a muscle degrading illness was in the hospital, I put little thought into this. My mother just rang me to ask me to ask me to ask Angel Michael to help him recover. Please forgive what may sound to be cold-hearted here but I don't actually remember why he is in hospital or why I was to pray for him now. I know that the reason he was in hospital was not directly the reason why I had to ask Angel Michael to help him. It was for something else. My short term memory is very bad especially as I had not slept the night before too so I was pretty tired and in the middle of something important when my mom called me so once I said the prayed I literally went back to what i was doing and did not think of it any further.

I personally don't think this second dream is related to it seeing as it had no effect on my thought process for the rest of the day but I felt it best to mention it just the same.

If I have left any details from the dreams out it is because I don't remember it. Where time setting is not indicated, it was the present time.

I googled the suicide dream and gained a little insight but last nights dream was hard to interpret so I would appreciate your thoughts on this.

Thanks.