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      Shooting the mirror image of Myself

      I find myself in a dimly lit room, with a strange green tint to it. This room is the size of a walk-in closet. I am looking in a mirror at a reflection of myself. I pull out the gun I found earlier and point it at the mirror image of myself. I fire, and the mirror shatters. At this point, I lose all memory of who I am..

      I awaken as a passanger in the front seat a fast moving car, which is being drivin by a woman named Ellie. A woman is also sitting in the backseat, her name is Kristin. Aside from us three, there is an additional car which is following us, though nobody can see who is inside, and the windows are tinted. We are all moving rapidly through what looks like an old Greek city in it's heydey, but I am for certain that this dream took place in 'modern times'. There are no 'roads', merely a lot of open space. The ground is covered in some sort of polished stone (picture a parking lot made out of marble). In the middle of everything is a large fountain, and when I say large, I mean large enough for hundreds of people to swim in. It is easily one of the most beautiful peaces of arcitechture I have ever seen, and I specifically remember thinking this inside of the dream. The sky is cloudy, but it isn't raining and there isn't any lightning.

      The car that has been following us has vanished. At this point in the dream, everything finally starts to 'make sense'. I suddenly realize that I am on the run from somebody, and these two women are helping me. I have a gut feeling that the people chasing us will be back, and I come to the conclusion that I need to protect these two women at all costs. I instruct Ellie to pick me up at the fountain that I mentioned earlier, and to keep driving. I jump out of the car while it is moving full speed and begin to roll my way out of it. Darkness follows..for about a millisecond.

      In a almost too sudden change of scenery, I am now underwater. There is a sheet of ice covering the surface, but I am not panicking. In fact, I feel completely at ease. I swim toward the surface, kick a hole in the ice, and pull myself up. It's night time now, and the only source of light I have is the full moon. I soon notice that I'm standing right in the middle of the beautiful fountain. Though it is completely frozen over, it is not cold outside, and there is no snow on the ground. As I am gazing at the night sky, I feel a human presence behind me. Before I have time to do anything, I am knocked down onto the ice. I quickly jump to my feet to fight back. Now, I am assuming that I'm about to be fighting a man, but one of the big mysteries to me is that in the dream this man does not have a face. Rather, it is a 'sillouhette' of a man. It is dark enough outside that I can't get a good look at him, but I do notice that he is wearing a black suit. As we begin exchanging punches, I remember thinking to myself "Where did I learn to fight so well?" After a few minutes of brutal life or death fighting, the man produces a knife (which is a reference to my waking life that I'll get into later), and takes a few swipes at me, cutting the backs of my hands as I try to dodge the blade. At this exact instant, Ellie's car comes to a screeching halt about 50 yards away from where I'm fighitng Turk for my life. I take advantage of his brief distraction and put him in a choke hold. He dies. Strangely I feel no emotion for having just killed a man that I know nothing about, or even what he looks like. I quickly search the corpse (for what I do not know), and find a handgun, which I take with me. I make a mad dash for the car, but when I get there I realize that Kristin is driving, not Ellie. We speed off, but the scenery remains the same the entire dream: an Old Greek city. Abandoned. Brand new, but abandoned. At this point the parallels between waking life and the dream world begin to mix. Kristin begins to tell me how she regrets that it didn't work out between us. She thanks me for protecting her. It is implied at this point that we are 'together'. We hold hands as she drives and we continue to escape the Infinite City..

      And then I wake up. GOD DAMNIT!

      The most significant parts IMO:
      -Ellie and Kristin are women who I know in real life, with both of whom I have had some sort of strong emotional connection to for the past few years. Kristin was somebody who I had a brief fling with that I am now realizing was more meaningful that I thought before. Although we rarely talk anymore.

      -Throughout the dream, the sky remains either clouded or dark, NEVER sunny. In real life, I feel like I 'operate best', when it is either stormy outside, or night time.

      -The knife that the man pulled on me and sliced my hands with was the EXACT same knife that I carry with me every day in real life. I think this is more symbolic than I initially realized, as I WILL NOT leave home without this knife..no matter what.

      -Before this dream, EVERY single fight that I had ever been in inside of a dream has ended in me losing. Whenever I would try to throw a punch, it was as if my arm was moving through a pool of mollasses. This dream was the first time that I was able to fight, and not just fight, but fight extremely well. I had also never killed someone in a dream before this point.

      -This dream has rocked my world. I felt like I was the person I've always wanted to be in real life. I was unstoppable, but yet I was mortal. Highly confident, afraid of nothing, and able to protect myself and those I care about fast, efficiently, and deadly. 'Super-soldier' would be a good descriptive term.

      Some background info on me:
      I am a 20 year old man. I am also an Infantryman in the US Army National Guard, which means the world to me. Lately I've been having a sort of 'identity crisis' that has begun consuming every aspect of my life. I feel as if I don't know who I really am, or what I really want. I think that this is a huge key to interpreting this dream, but I can't seem to figure out the puzzle. I have a strong feeling that this dream is going to help me to destroy this sickness inside of me, and show me who I really am. It is without a doubt the best dream I've ever had.

      I appreciate you all taking the time in reading and responding to this. I apologize for the long length of it, but hey, hopefully you were kept at least somewhat entertained!

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      I like this dream!

      Where did you find the gun<.<? The green tint means an atmosphere of jealousy is encompassing. The mirror image of yourself refers to introspection.
      Introspection is the self-observation and reporting of conscious inner thoughts, desires and sensations. It is a conscious and purposive process relying on thinking, reasoning, and examining one's own thoughts, feelings, and, in more spiritual cases, one's soul. It can also be called contemplation of one's self.
      I would agree with the philosophy your dream implies insofar: takemetotruth.com/the-ego-writes-checks-we-can-never-cash.html

      None of the activities associated with the term 'living' proceeds without water (symbolic for affect i.e. the experience of senses). That you are submerged means deeply pensive introversion. Thus, remaining somewhat repressed and unconscious of identification with external objects. It is good if you go on underwater expeditions.

      Kicking a hole in the ice refers to the same act of shattering the mirror. Sheets of ice form on water bodies in order to retain the water's heat [i.e. it’s higher energy state] and thus, cohesion.

      Continue to examine this in an analogous sense. Cohesion is the capacity to resist rupturing under tension. When a substance is overly stretched, bonds are broken. Metaphorically, the silhouette whom you fight means a void of characterization. Black symbolizes hate. So already you have internal conflict with your own hate. The lack of affect overstanding the murderous impulse will be carried into sexual relationships, where conscience or subconscience will force you to account.

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