So, long time lurker- but I rarely ever post.
Last night I had quite the odd dream, and its implications have my head spinning.
First: Do you think that its possible to view your own, or someone else's subconscious directly via symbolism within a dream?
That is exactly what I believe occurred last night.
It felt like I was giving a guided tour of a friend's subconscious with a group of people. It was a building with plaques on the walls designating particular portions of the mind, for example I distinctly remember one hallway leading to "Kinks and Fetishes." I just don't remember what was in it ;]
Another portion of her mind was "The darkest depths," or named something similar; and it had a stairwell leading to blackness- that part we didn't explore, I came back later alone...
When we left her mind and traveled into my own is when things really got weird. At the doorway, I refused entrance to the group- minus the girl who's mind we had explored. The other people didn't want to leave, buuut I made them.
Interesting note here: this girl I shared a super strong connection with. I've had direct influence on her dreams while meditating and on substances.
Anyways, we entered my mind- into a low ceiling crowed room with snacks. We had to crawl, and since it was so packed- there was a few minutes where I couldn't move forward. I started to get scared, damn claustrophobia- and the space cleared out. I was able to stand up, and it was like we were in the middle of a party. There were people dancing around, and we moved past them. It was like we were going to the far depths of my mind.
There were tall shelves, like 20 feet high, filled with thoughts disguised as material goods. We walked for a bit, until we got far in.
High ceilings, empty walls, and movable stairs leading to the ceiling. Now, this I considered the vast recesses which almost no one dared to come. The walls had a bunch of spiders crawling around, and a single tag from an old friend.
Now I feel as if there is a massive unicorn mural on the back wall from the girl I was with...
So we made our way up a set of stairs to a door which lead us outside. It was a courtyard with high walls and a massive gate, and I was acutely reminded of a church. The gate had a padlock on it, and although it appeared locked- it apparently never was.
We left the gate, and lay outside in the sun hands clasped.
I looked into her eyes, and asked: "Did we finally escape the game?"
"It was always your game to begin with..."
And thats when the dream collapsed. I awoke with an odd emotion, which I still cant place in the spectrum of whats know. I was on the verge of tears, and yet not quite sorrowful.
Now, most of what I explored definitely had the feeling of being there before- like a portion of my mind constructed and "set in stone."
Going outside was completely different, and I still need to absorb the connotations of it.
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