Hi, this might seem strange for me to post this but I would love to know what other people think.
i am male
im 21 years old
A couple of years ago i was going through a bad time. i had been on the recieving end of two assaults (getting beat up in the street - all in the past, and i have grown from the bad experience) and stuck in a job i hated.
I started playing rugby after the first assault, to try and regain some confidence, but that didnt work it only made me feel worse about myself ( i feel great now) I also dislocated my shoulder playing rugby.
At the time i was 19 and it was before i decided to stop playing rugby, this is the time of the second assault, that made me realize my friends were not as good friends as i thought they were, technicly i got beat up defending them, and i got abandoned - after this i fell into a depression
it was shortly after this second assault, that i had the dream.
i was halfway down the side of a forested hill and there was an entrance to a cave. the cave was dark as night and at the entrance there was a flaming torch.
i heard the faint noise of a girl crying mournfully. i was both afraid and at the same time compelled to see who was crying.
i ventured into the cave and as i got deeper the crying got louder but turned off down a side tunnel. also. the cave wasnt as dark as it was at the start, it was just slightly darker than twilight. so i dropped the torch and folowed the crying down the side tunnel.
by this time my fear had turned to apprehension and the crying was drawing me closer.
i felt great compasion for whoever was crying, and her voice, even though crying was beautiful.
the side tunnel brang me into a large hall without a floor except the ledge i was standing on. almost like a bottomless pit.
there was a piece of floating floor in the shape of a circle about 10 meters below my level and too far for it to be in jumping distance.
this is where the crying girl was.
i saw her sitting with her back to me, legs dangling looking down into the abyss below, still crying.
i felt a huge rush of compassion attraction and love for this crying girl and i wanted to call her and help her. but my voice wouldnt work.
this is when i heard the name ISIS whispered to me and i woke up.
this is one of the dreams i remember most vividly and it has stayed with me for 2 years, but i cant begin to fathom what it could mean, if it means anything.
sorry for the bad grammar and punctuation, - old lap top with a short battery life, and the charge isnt available, so i have typed in a big rush!
i hope to hear what others think thanks

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