I Dream of Evil...?

[DreamsOfSonatas]

Before I begin, let me make it clear that I am not of the Christian faith. In fact, I believe that religion is a human invention based on ideals created out of the need to believe in a power greater than themselves, rather than actual existence of a god, or god-like entity. I know next to nothing about the Christian faith, and was raised Jewish, is a Jewish household. The dream actually interrupted one I was in the middle of, completely changing it within mere moments. I have no drama in my life, or the life of anyone I know, and my spirituality goes only as deep as "When you die, you rot in the ground". The dream began in a large room full of people. The room had very large, spacious windows, and outside of them the world was green and lush. The room itself seemed to be elevated fairly high above the ground and moving at a rather slow pace. For those of you who know Star Wars, it moved in a manner similar to the gyrating, heavy-footed gait of the Walker vehicle. It was very round in what appeared from the inside to be an egg-like shape. It seemed I had arrived as an omniscient presence in the middle of a lecture of sorts. Someone was speaking, and said, "...and so the Evil One was cast down from the kingdom of heaven. But someday the Evil one will return to Earth and end the world." Barely a moment afterward, the Evil One, as revealed by the now panicking people in the room, flew past one of the windows riding a black horse, or perhaps in the shape of the black horse itself, and seemed to crash into something below us. The perspective then shifted into a third person view, and was transported down into the room in which he had crashed. In the room, many things were lined against the walls on mounts, ready to be pulled down. To the left of my view was the area in which the Evil One had crashed, with a pile of rubble. I was aware that he was quite badly hurt, and had been hurt beforehand, causing him to crash in the first place. To my right was a girl and a few fleeing people. I realized right away that this girl was symbolically myself in the dream, not through looks, as I have already forgotten if it looked like me or not, but by some awareness and the fact that I was connected to her actions. The horse was nowhere to be seen, leading me to believe that it was the Evil one in the form of the horse, rather than riding one. As the Evil One rose from the rubble, I reached out and pulled a weapon from the wall, attacking him. Weapons would break against him, prompting me to grab a new one. With each new weapon, they became more toy-like and less damaging. As I attacked the third time, my perpective shifted to first person from my character's point of view, and I saw his face. His expression was suprised, and most likely a bit amused. It struck me how beautiful he was. His face was angular, with high cheekbones, and thin arching brows. His hair was blonde, with bangs that framed his face and were just slightly wavy. His eyes were blue. Looking at that face, my character stated, "You cannot fool me. The Evil One has the face of an angel because he was once an angel himself." The view switched back to third person, and my character hit him again, the weapon this time being a full-blow toy, shaped like a bat and hollow inside, even making that strange noise a hollow plastic toy makes when you hit someone. His back turns, and the perspective switched back to first person. Somehow, he was no longer wearing a shirt. On his back was burned the shape of a solid cross, still an angry red, looking very fresh. The skin at some areas was even blistered as if from heat. Again I returned to third-person view and watched myself wrap an arm around his waist from behind, and wrap the other one around his neck, the back of the forearm, specifically the hard bone of it, placed upon his windpipe, forcing his head to tilt back a bit as I brought him against my body, ready to break him. The point of view shifted back into first person, and I was staring down at his face, aware that my expression was cold, and feeling aloof. His expression as he looked up at me was at first still shocked, but shifted into darkly amused. He leaned up and kissed my lips. It was at that moment that a memeber of my family woke me up. Of course, hopeful that I would be able to dive back into the dream and deduce what on earth was going on, I tried to drift back to sleep. But it was gone, and I could find out nothing more. Of particular note are the detail of the face. The dream went to great lengths to give a very vivid impression of his looks. While good-looking, there was nothing demonic in his looks or visage. The gradual morph from blunt weapons to useless toys is also of note. The clothing style appeared to be modern. What was unusual to me, however, about the dream, was a near complete lack of control. When I was very little, I would have recurring nightmares that would cycle nearly in a pattern, and often progressing exactly the same way each time the same dream recurred. In response, I developed a hyper-awareness to my dreams, and was able to take control, changing key elements to the progression of each one, since I could recall what would happen and where, and giving myself ways to fight back. Ways like, giving myself the power to fly or run very fast. Or, is some cases where other victims were present, dreaming up a way for them to save themselves, or myself to save them. In doing this, I was able to destroy the nightmares for good. Over the years since, I often use this lucidity to manipulate other dreams and make them more fun. However, in this one, I had no control at all. It was beyond my ability to influence in any way. Any thoughts on what this dream, or even just elements of it, could mean, would be appreciated.

[MadamAurantia]

Do you by any chance have some one in your life that you're attached/attracted to but don't really trust? Do you have a thing for a "bad boy" type? The fight and war seem rather straightforward, I have dreams like that too... especially when my hormones are shifting. You seem female, so you might consider where you are in your cycle. If I'm shifting from one part to another in my cycle (ovulating, PMS more so), I often dream about violence too even if I'm perfectly fine when awake. I'm brainstorming, mostly. The thing that interests me is the attractiveness of the "Evil One" and the kiss at the end. You do seem to have retained many of the ideas of Judaism, which also bleed into Christianity obviously as the two are related faiths. I was raised Christian and I'm no longer even in that family of religions, but the imagery, symbolism and occasional values can never really be gone. You'll carry those for life. The cross on his back seems symbolic, considering the history of the two faiths. As for the kiss in and of itself, that seems hormonal. Ovulation or PMS again, depending on how you react to PMS (I get very amorous as well as grouchy... my poor husband! ), or puberty as I don't know how old you are, can turn ANY dream sexual. I've had dream trysts with many of my professors... and gagged when I woke up. Don't worry too much, especially if the "Evil One" was attractive to begin with. Good reference, though. Most Abrahamics don't know that element of the mythology.

[DreamsOfSonatas]

Do you by any chance have some one in your life that you're attached/attracted to but don't really trust? Do you have a thing for a "bad boy" type? The fight and war seem rather straightforward... The thing that interests me is the attractiveness of the "Evil One" and the kiss at the end. You do seem to have retained many of the ideas of Judaism, which also bleed into Christianity obviously as the two are related faiths. I was raised Christian and I'm no longer even in that family of religions, but the imagery, symbolism and occasional values can never really be gone. You'll carry those for life. The cross on his back seems symbolic, considering the history of the two faiths. ...Good reference, though. Most Abrahamics don't know that element of the mythology. It wasn't a war, per say. The atmosphere of the initial setting of the dream was quite peaceful. The teachings of Judaism, at least, what I personally learned, had no mention of demons of any type, nor reference to any force of great evil. Jewish demonology is obscure and, quite honestly, uninteresting. In fact, I wasn't even aware that there was a Jewish demonology. As for the reference.... there is none. I've never been introduced to christianity beyond Christmas. Those references, the term "evil one", ect... there is no way I could have known, consciously or otherwise, about them. Which is another thing that makes me so incredibly curious, that I joined two seperate dream interpretation sites for feedback on it.