A Twisted Dream

[BVZXDGXD]

I usually don't remember my dreams or know anything about dream interpretation, but last night I had a dream I can't stop thinking about. The dream started with me falling madly in love with a girl. It was a stronger feeling than I have ever felt in or outside of a dream, she was all I wanted in the world. I cant remember exactly what she looked like but she had blonde hair. The next part of the dream I can't remember very many details but the general idea was that for some reason we couldn't be together. It was kind of like she was teasing me but at times it also seemed like she wanted to be together. The whole thing went by very fast like a blur. The most memorable part of the dream is how intensely I wanted to be with her. The dream changed to a different "scene" and took a disturbing twist. It was night time and I pulled up to her house in my car. I had with me a black pistol with a silencer on the end. I broke into her house running past her family to upstairs whene I put the gun to her head and grabbed her. I remember seeing a book at this point which looked kind of like a bible that was leather bound with gold print on the cover. I think it was red, and I might have held it in my hand or between her head and the pistol, I can't remember. I took her outside, and at some point I tied her up and duct taped her mouth although I don't remember doing it. I threw her in the trunk and rushed to get in my car, for some reason I felt like I had to get in and lock the doors very quickly. Then I pulled out and started driving vey quickly down the hill she apparently lived on. Walking in the middle of the street there was a black guy in a brown t shirt carrying a pistol who in the dream I remembered as a friend, but I don't know him in real life. I swerved around him and for some reason I felt like I should have picked him up, but rationalized in my head that I had to get away before the police got there. I reached te bottom of the hill and pulled off into a area to the left with a few trees blocking it from view of the main road and a field to the left and a square dirt area behind the trees. There was another car parked in this are and two men who I couldn't see well in the dark but I stopped anyway. When I got out of the far I saw that the two men were stereotypical Italian mobsters. One of them was shorter and fatter wearing a silver and red track jacket and had slicked back grey and black hair. He didn't talk much. The other man was taller and thinner and dressed in black. He and laughed that we both had similar silenced pistols. I helped them dig a grave for a body that thy were burying, saying we could use the same hole. When we finished I took the girl from my trunk, shooting her three times (I think) in the face and dumping her in the hole, as the gangsters did the same with whoever they had killed. As we started to to fill the grave I woke up.

[Aeolar]

Hmmm. Have you broken up with your ex recently? Because that could evoke these feelings. This is just a 'shot in the dark', of course. Haha, I made a pun. All joking aside, it is interesting that you went through this dream without stopping yourself, but dream logic is pretty strong. It could also be the notion of "If I can't have you no one can have you", that type of controlling feeling that a lot of guys get. Or, it could just be a weird dream based on a movie you saw.

[BVZXDGXD]

Hmmm. Have you broken up with your ex recently? Because that could evoke these feelings. This is just a 'shot in the dark', of course. Haha, I made a pun. All joking aside, it is interesting that you went through this dream without stopping yourself, but dream logic is pretty strong. It could also be the notion of "If I can't have you no one can have you", that type of controlling feeling that a lot of guys get. Or, it could just be a weird dream based on a movie you saw. Haven't seen any of my exes for almost a year, it could have been partly inspired (is that the right word) by the movie Blue Velvet which I saw about a week ago where the villain is abusive to women and totes a silenced pistol.

[Aeolar]

You never know. It also depends on what you were feeling while the dream was happening. Were you angry? Scared? Did you feel as though you shouldn't be doing this? Take that into account as well.

[BVZXDGXD]

Throughout most of the murder part of the dream I didn't reay feel emotional at all, except for during the actual kidnapping where I felt panicked. Once I got in my cart I just felt like you normally would walking down the street or something.