Thread: Nazis and a "glass cemetary"

you should do a family roots investigation

I was the son of a nazi leader and friend of Hitler, it was some time after WW2 and my father was dead.

I agree, look at your family tree.
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was grieving, and although my father and I didn't get on very well while he was still alive I was now convinced to honour his memory and his opinions.

How would you honour this dream Father's memory in real life?

In order not to nurture the nazi ideology by turning the dead nazi leaders into martyrs, they were all buried on a hidden cemetary called the "Glass Cemetary".

Who was controlling the social order in this dream?

What does glass mean to you? Glass can be seen through. Glass is fragile. Glass is man-made.

I was standing on a field that I'd heard was close to this secret cemetary.

Where are you standing in the field? What was in the field? What time of day or night was it? Could you see the hillside from there? What were your feelings?

I arrived at a steep hillside, where suddenly my shoelaces disappeared which for some reason made me fall.

This is interesting, sounds like a gag where one's shoelaces were tied together to trip over. Or this could be shoes without laces - slip ons, do you have shoes that are slip-ons? Or maybe this is a play on words like the "fallen"

I landed in the cemetary. It looked like a maze and I stumbled around in it, looking for my father's grave.

Once again a find and search. What were your feelings then?

When passing a grave, I noticed the bodies were not buried but each lay on a large piece of glass (hence the name of the cemetary). I didn't find my father, but I found Hitler's grave and I wanted to see him;

The bodies were preserved on the glass, or decomposing? You were intrigued and looked for Hitler, you forgot about your Father for a moment?

then suddenly his were shut open and he rose up. He was furious and warned me not to ever come back, not even after my death. Nobody was supposed to see him like that; dead, humiliated; not even those who came to worship his memory and I realised that the cemetary was hidden because the nazis were ashamed of how it all had turned out. I ran without knowing if Hitler was chasing me, and as I got out of the cemetary I ended up on a soccer field where as police spotted me. I tried to run but he caught up with me and the dream ended.

There are usually a few people that do searches on icon such as Hitler on this forum. From what I remember Hitler to most cultures is a negative icon