reccuring bizzare otherworld dream

[silicovolcaniosis]

I have had this dream 6 times since january 2007,each time this dream happeened i was not lucid. I had a false awakening and got up to the bathroom early in the morning, I then look at myself in the mirror and notice that the reflection of me has dead looking grey skin, and pure red eyes. Not only was i reflected strangeley but so was the bathroom, looking like an abandoned otherworld or prison of some sort. I decide to go to the other side of the mirror to discover what was going on and I look around to see I am in this demented world now. I see my reflection and notice it is the normal me, in my regular looking bathroom, soon enough the mirror breaks and know now i will never go back to the normal world. I then hear this violent breathing from somewhere in my house but i didn't know what direction it was coming from and i went into panic, i opened the bathroom door and notice the otherworld version of my house is covered in blood and rust all over the walls, the breathing noise becomes louder and louder, i run all over to find and escape but every mirror i saw of myself was the reflection of the dead looking me, and the door to the exit of my house was rusted shut, i then thought perhaps i should escape to my room. This door was locked shut and i peeked through the keyhole to see that it was my regular room, i wanted to go there so bad so i get a tire jack and smash the door open but when i go in it also was the demented world looking nothing like what i saw through the keyhole, the breathing noise becomes even closer. I then go to my closet to hide but it actually ends up being a prison chamber, the door closes behind me and i notice there was a disfigured creature of some sort making loud breathing noises and it tries to attack me but it is trapped and chaind to the wall, i look up and see a large version of my head and neck being held down to a wall by rusted brackets being projected to the roof, i look down and i was chained to the wall where the monster was, but next to me there is no monster, just me.. i soon wake up

[nautilus]

i look down and i was chained to the wall where the monster was, but next to me there is no monster, just me.. To me this seems like the main point of the dream... the monster could represent a part of you. It's metaphorically locked away because you're afraid of it. As a result, you end up being chained yourself. There's also the part with the mirror; a reflection (so to speak ) of that part of you. When you get stuck in the otherworld, you try to run away from it, but just become even more trapped within it. And maybe the running is what causes you to become trapped. Reading even further into it... from the other side of the mirror, you're in the demented world looking back at your normal reflection, which is where you really want to be after the mirror breaks. Then in the prison chamber, the monster tries to break free and come at you but is chained to the wall. Hope that made some sense...

[mfratt]

Wow...thats pretty crazy. You could probably make a horror movie out of that, sounds like something straight out of the Twilight Zone or something. I agree with the poster above me though, it probably represents a part of you which you keep locked away. Suggestion: try facing the beast. Either try to defeat it, or accept it as a part of you. The best insight I could probably provide are actually the lyrics to a Rush song called "Lock and Key", they seem to pertain to your scenario here I don't want to face The killer instinct- Face it in your or me We carry a sensitive cargo Below the waterline- Ticking like a time bomb With a primitive design Behind the finer feelings- This civilized veneer- The heart of a lonely hunter Guards a dangerous frontier The balance can sometimes fail- Strong emotions can tip the scale- Don't want to silence A desperate voice For the sake of security No one wants to make a terrible choice On the price of being free I don't want to face the killer instinct- Face it in you or me So we keep it under lock and key... It's not a matter of mercy It's not a matter of laws Plenty of people will kill you for some fanatical cause It's not a matter of conscience- A search for probable cause It's just a matter of instinct- a matter of fatal flaws No reward for resistance No assistance- No applause... we don't want to be victims on that we all agree, so we lock up the killer instinct- and throw away the key...