Hello guys. I'm a student, 19, male, about to go to college this year. I've never had a dream that I so strongly felt I need to decipher as this one. I was looking for interpretations and symbols around the internet but nothing seems really to pertain to my dream. I'm new to dream interpretations although I have a really good dream memory and recently started to keep a dream journal. I hope you can help me to get all the pieces together, I'd be thankful. Sorry if the story is a bit chaotic, English is not my first language, but please, don't let that discourage you.
This is today's dream. My dream was divided into 2 parts.
1.
Me and my mom were in the house I've never been to before. Then all of a sudden 3 masked man jumped out of the other room and tried to kill us, but before they did jump out, I already knew that this is going to happen. The time slowed down and I could see in a slow motion how one of them is grabbing a gun. (I don't play too many games though) I don't know how, but I already had a gun in my hand so without any problems I killed all 3 of them. Now the strangest part is, one of the assassins was my dad.
But then, after I killed them, I decided to go into the other room and search the room for some valuable stuff I could take. All I found was some change and my fathers wallet, which inside had only 10$. Then, me and my mom were in the room which resembled a kitchen, and the sun during the sunset was really glaring through the window. I felt really bad about killing those people but my mom was really chilled out, like nothing happened. In reality, she is usually one of the most kind and goodhearted people I know, in the dream a complete opposite, she didn't feel nothing about me killing them, I could say she was cold, cocky and arrogant even. So I felt really bad and as a spiritual person I am, I said that God will not be happy because I have insulted Him.
Then my mom said in the sarcastic tone "God? Does He even watch our neighbors as well?" I don't know what that was supposed to mean, but I replied "Don't provoke Him, you wouldn't want to feel His power." After that I had a little sleep paralysis and woke up and then went back to sleep.
(My parents are divorced but they are on good, friendly terms and I'm on good terms with my dad too and we don't have any problems. I don't wish for my parents to get back together, because they're grown and I'm grown so everybody has their freedom of choice. They have divorced when I was already a grown up and at first I felt sad but then I thought that it all worked out for the good anyway so I don't hold no grudge against any of them. I should note that me and my mom didn't really get along for the last couple of weeks, lately she annoys the **** out of me, but nothing to serious though, just regular arguments. As for 10$, I called my dad yesterday to give me some money and today he gave it to me. But I don't like asking him for money though, I'd rather earn it. As for the God part, I won't go into details but I wasn't happy with my spiritual life for the past couple of years. I was spiritual but on the wrong path and lately I began to change my ways but I still have a long way to go. Also my belief in God doesn't include going to church or saying catholic prayers every morning. Just belief in the Creator, an intelligent Superior Being.)
2.
I was supposed to start my 1st day at college. Funny enough, my friend from Junior High lived with me and we were in the same class and we were supposed to catch a bus together. It's funny because he was just one of my many friends, I never considered him to be someone special in my life, we barely shared the same interests so in real life we wouldn't go to the same college anyway plus I haven't seen him for like 3 years. I don't miss him and I never thought about him for the past 3 years. But in my dream we were really good friends. I don't know which city we were in but it surely wasn't my city. The place where we took a bus kind of reminded me of Trafalgar Square in London. London is a city were I used to go every summer when I was in junior high and some of my best childhood memories come from that. So we arrived at the college and all the people in there were people I already knew from my previous schools, like this two girls who were in my class at the Elementary. No sexual feelings there, I barely spoke to one of them and the other was just one of my friends, but in the dream we spent a good time talking with each other. In class I also met this girl who was in love with me in Elementary and through Junior High but I never wanted to be with her although I found her really attractive. Instead, I was chasing other girls and relationships didn't work out. And when I broke up with the other girls, she was already taken.
And after that I really wished I tried to be with that girl, because she kind of understood me and we had a lot in common and I wondered what it could be like, but I haven't thought about her at all for at least a year or two.
So we had English class. And I was really killing it in class, I knew the answers, the teacher liked me, I was lively, also I made people laugh and all that. But then funny thing, behind me there were sitting guys older than me who I also remember from Junior High. Now in real life they would never go to collage because they were simple hoodlums but we usually got along, sometimes we grabbed a beer or play soccer and we never was on any wrong terms. But in a dream I felt that they were really jealous of me, because
all the attention was focused on me. And after the class I couldn't find my backpack. So I assumed that one of them took it and I got up and I started yelling and cursing,
like "where the **** is my backpack?". They didn't say nothing, some of them smiled and one of them gave me this friendly look full of understanding (if it makes any sense).
Then I turned around and my backpack was right in front of me and the one guy started to laugh. I still don't know if one of them took it and then put it back or what. Okay, we moved on to the next class and the teacher gave us an assignment but before we began, I had to take a pee. The toilet was really dirty and smelled bad. Of course, the people I met there were also the guys I went to school with. One of them was one of my closest friends from Elementary and the other one was a guy younger than me, who used to go to Junior High with me. They were both named Jacob, just thought it was a funny coincidence. Now all the cabins were taken and I was left with the one that had no toilet bowl in it! So once again I got mad and I wanted the young guy to give me his cabin and when he refused, I spat on the floor. This is strange, because this guy was one of the most kind and well behaved kids in the whole school and I'd never treat him like that. Now I have to say that in real life, I have some anger issues and I easily get provoked but it isn't that bad, to the point that I just curse somebody off a toilet cabin. I'm working on my anger and I feel ashamed when I let it take over me. Finally, one of the guys gave me his cabin and I walked in there but I don't remember taking a leak at all. Next thing I know, I was already in class doing the previously given assignment. The assignment was something about XIX century nobility in my country and something about them witnessing the mass murder of peasantry and not doing anything about it. Now I don't now if it really happened but might have, because in my country the nobility and peasantry had a long history of feuding against each other. I asked the teacher to give me a pen because I didn't have one. I started writing but everything I wrote was all smudgy and blurry. Like you know, sometimes you write something and then you wipe it with your hand and it becomes all smudgy. So I was crumpling page after page and throwing them away. Finally I was fed up so I asked the teacher to give me another pen because I couldn't write anything with this one. So she gave me a red marker and it surprised me. Then I wrote at the center of the page in big, red letters the word "NOBILITY" and wanted to continue doing the assignment but suddenly I was in a different place. Now to this point, most of the dream I could fairly understand and interpret, but since this moment I don't know what to make of it, this is the most important part. It was me and the friend that I talked about at the beginning, the one who lived with me and we took a bus to school together. We were in something like a police academy (I never wanted to be a police officer) and we were in a training of some sort. The guy gave us pistols and we were supposed to go outside and train to be cops. When I was outside I recognized that I'm in my city and we were walking in this park were people often meet, it has this nice water pond and a little wooden bridge that leads to the other side of the pond. So when we got close to the pond, two tigers jumped out from the bushes. I got just a little anxious and tried to shoot at them but I missed. All I know, is I wasn't try to run away from them but really had to get to the other side of the pond. But one of the tigers was on the bridge and blocked the way so I jumped into the pond and tried to swim to the other side. At that time, my friend ran away in the opposite direction, where we came from and I think the other tiger ran after him. Now as I was swimming to the other side, the other tiger was waiting for me at the shore. For the most of the time it looked like an usual tiger, but then it appeared white or had a really bright fur. But it walked over very calmly and peacefully and I wasn't afraid. Then the tiger said to me, "I just want to help you". Then this thing happened, like in the movies, the screen went black and when it came up again, it was like "10 years later". And 10 years later I was still with the tiger at the same place, and I was living with it and it was taking care of me. I didn't know it for sure but I had this feeling that my family thought I was dead. It was night and near the pond, there was an old man with a white beard, looking like a bum. Kind of looked like he was fishing but I can't say that for sure. He was smoking a cigarette and a weed joint at the same time. I asked him to share it with me and he gave me both, so I had a cigarette in one hand and a joint in the other. Then the tiger showed up and it was kind of mad at the man for sharing it with me, but at that time I was already walking away from the pond in the direction where my neighborhood and my home is. I had this feeling that the tiger might have killed that guy. In reality, there is like 1km between the park where all this takes place and my house, so I don't know why I was living there for 10 years and nobody knew where I was at. As I was getting close to my home street, I've noticed that basically the whole town from the pond to my neighborhood were encircled by this high technology fence so nobody could exit. At every few meters, the fence had this red diode-like lights, kind of looking like airport lights at the runway. I was still smoking a cigarette and a joint alternately, cigarette finished first so I threw it away and still had a joint. Without any problems, just casually walked out the fence and nothing stopped me, and I was really close to my street. Then I heard this omnipresent tiger's voice in the sky, I couldn't see its' face but the voice was really strong. It said "because you've decided to leave, now there shall be rain!". The voice wasn't mad, angry or scary, it had almost no emotion, but was intimidating. Immediately the rain started pouring from the sky, but it wasn't the big, strong, stormy rain, it was more of a really pleasant, light rain that I could barely feel. Few seconds later, I met two guys who used to be my best friends and we went through a lot and we live on the same street, but we grew apart and don't hang out as much, although with one of them
I'm still on good terms, but the other one annoys me. They were both almost bald, but had a little hair growing back and my first thought was "did they just got out of prison or what?". Only thing they said to me was that I should take better care of my mom, then as we walked down the street I woke up.
(I feel real good about going to college and I'm looking forward to it. As for London, I think I was a better person at that time and I look fondly at those times and I'd wish to be like that again. And I don't mean being a 15 year old boy again, it's just I was living in a real beautiful state of mind back then and now my soul feels kind of dirty. As for the girl that wanted to be with me, I think it has a connection with the time when I was 15, because I was feeling so good then and she reminds me of those moments. I smoke weed and cigarettes, but cigarettes only occasionally. I haven't smoke weed for a couple of weeks too. The two friends at the end of my dream are reoccurring in my dreams quite frequently, usually we play soccer or smoke weed and hang out, kind of reminiscing what we used to do, but sometimes with this one guy that annoys me, I get into a fight, curse him and once I've even killed him. We aren't enemies in real life but he became an irritating little **** (not saying I'm perfect). And we didn't have a particular fight that lead to the end of our friendship, he just started doing things that I didn't agree with so I stopped hanging out. And for the mom part, in the waking life I know I give her a hard time sometimes and I often think that I should be better to her, but I'm very far from a bad son. I'm good in school and don't get into trouble.
Sometimes I'm just a drama queen and when something gets me mad, I can say some hurtful things or make a scene (which I feel sorry for later), but I'm usually positive and try to share love with my family. I don't really know what to make of that tiger thing though, I read that it mostly symbolizes sexual urges or anxieties but I don't know how to put it into context. The tiger in my dream seemed like he really cared about me and was good and friendly, even when at first I tried to kill him. No need to mention, that in Europe there aren't any tigers, especially in city parks. Also I wonder what that red marker means.
I don't really have any fears in my life as of now, except one, which is kind of unjustified and also hard to talk about. I don't want to give you a wrong impression about myself but lately I've been hearing that a few people I may know have been caught by the law enforcement while having some drugs on them. I don't do drugs but I do smoke weed and before I went to sleep that night and had that dream, I was thinking if the same thing would happen to me and if I should be more careful, even though there is rather no possible way for them to know about me, but still the politics are very strict in my country, it's not like Colorado. I'm not paranoid, I'm just thinking ahead. Is there any warning in my dream? )
Oh, and on another note, 2 nights in the row I had the dream about teeth falling out. Yesterday it was my 2 front teeth and my tongue that fell out, today I just took out my whole upper row of teeth. My theory about that is I really feel sorry for many bad things I've said to people and I want to change. And in my waking life I am really striving to control my anger because I'm tired of it. Maybe that could help with an interpretation. If you have any questions regarding the dream, I'll be happy to answer.
Help me out, please. Cheers.
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