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................... There are giant potato like things that are moving along the ground. Their faces are deformed and terrifying to look at. They're coming for us. ................they're demonic and dangerous.

...................... It pops up out of the ground and it's this gremlin like thing with rough patchy grey-green skin. It reminds me of a horribly disfigured child. It stares at me and smiles.



The creature jumps up, takes my head and rips it from my body...............my headless figure against the wall. The eyes in my now detached head are lifeless and the expression on the face is non-existent..................... it takes my head and it smashes it against the brick wall. The force of the impact is so strong that blood splatters across the wall and there is nothing left of it except fragments of bone and my hair. Everything else is smattered across the wall in a bloody mess.
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Jung searched for expressions of his theory of Individuation in post Roman European Alchemy. This imagery of a perverted child like demonic root vegetable decapitating and killing you as you watch bears signs of the "Nigredo"

"In the Nigredo (black) phase, we start to become aware of all those parts of ourselves of which we were hitherto unaware......................we feel our old attitudes dying, but may even feel our body itself is dying. ......................... What is actually happening of course is that the previous neatly organised personality is undergoing a process of breaking down, and we perceive that process as if it were happening to our body, not just to our ego. ..........images come of being reduced to a bare skeleton, which is then ground to dust, which is then cast to the winds.......... gives a measure of how completely the old personality has to be dismantled before its new integrated version can form in its place............ "< http://www.zyworld.com/DrBernardSButler/Alchemy.htm >

Interestingly the "Self" is often represented in a dream as a child or as our child ( a beautiful and incapable one) of course your "child" seems quite capable but it is fun to think of you "Self" as attacking your "ego" or some aspect of it.
 
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Jung searched for expressions of his theory of Individuation in post Roman European Alchemy. This imagery of a perverted child like demonic root vegetable decapitating and killing you as you watch bears signs of the "Nigredo"

"In the Nigredo (black) phase, we start to become aware of all those parts of ourselves of which we were hitherto unaware......................we feel our old attitudes dying, but may even feel our body itself is dying. ......................... What is actually happening of course is that the previous neatly organised personality is undergoing a process of breaking down, and we perceive that process as if it were happening to our body, not just to our ego. ..........images come of being reduced to a bare skeleton, which is then ground to dust, which is then cast to the winds.......... gives a measure of how completely the old personality has to be dismantled before its new integrated version can form in its place............ "< http://www.zyworld.com/DrBernardSButler/Alchemy.htm >

Interestingly the "Self" is often represented in a dream as a child or as our child ( a beautiful and incapable one) of course your "child" seems quite capable but it is fun to think of you "Self" as attacking your "ego" or some aspect of it.
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Hmm... that is actually very interesting. I didn't think a dream like that could even have meaning lol. But I can see how that makes sense.
 
I had a dream the other night that I was on a voyage. We were out in the middle of the Ocean which was vast and unforgiving. We had stumbled upon some land that was just there in the middle of nowhere. There was a cave like area.

We steered our boat inside the cave and knew that we had stumbled upon something miraculous. Getting off the boat, we were able to walk around the edges of the cave where some land was available. Apparently this was Argentina before it was discovered (I know, it makes zero sense). Strangely enough, I knew we were at Argentina, I knew that in the future it would be discovered, and I knew that eventually there were going to be other people arriving, so I better start acting fast.

I don't know who I was with, but I do know that we were diving under the water trying to find hidden treasures. I distinctly remember that we were looking for anything purple, and I found all kinds of purple things. It felt like everything was purple. I found all kinds of artifacts, and before I knew it, we had to leave.

We safely stowed away our findings and were about to get back on our boat when all kinds of other boats started showing up out of nowhere. These people were coming to live on the land. I didn't understand how they were all going to fit in this cave, but then again, I didn't know how I knew we were in ancient times at Argentina.

Then the next stop was to search the Titanic wreckage.


So it seems this dream was all over the place in time and space. But it was kind of neat lol.
 
I dreamt I was back in high school in a hoodie and a kind of 'too cool' attitude because I have all my college knowledge, confidence, and experience, sitting in a class with a new (and incredibly hot) teacher. She started out pretty decent, but at some point, during being laughed at, and the class making fun of her... she ended up running behind the lockers curled up and crying. At that point I quickly went behind there, and with no one else around, made her look into my eyes, and told her she could do it, she could be a good teacher, and she should not give up. She went back out and did it. Rather well in fact. I think that was the end of the dream.
 
Often my dreams give me the impression that I'll remember them down the track as Deja vu.

This year I have kept waking up with the sense that something really bad is going to happen internationally in about ten years (I only guess ten years because in my recent dreams I feel about 40). I can't remember what kind of "bad thing" I keep dreaming about - if it is a natural disaster, war, plague, etc - but even recalling my waking feelings now fills me with a sense of dread.

I just hope my dreams lighten up a bit.
 
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I haven't had a nightmare in forever.
First, I dreamt I was at work and a co-worker was trying to get me to express my dislike for another co-worker and I kept having to be professional with her and put my personal feelings aside for the other person. In fact, I wound up saying the exact opposite of what I thought of my co-worker until it turned into a competitive gush-fest about this person..

Then, I found myself at a parking garage with my friend Pete, who'd asked me to help him murder someone. I distinctly remember the weight and stickiness of the railroad spike as it fell from my hand afterwards. As he and I drove to his house I kept thinking in my dream: I should confess and they'll cut my time. There is no way I'm going to get away with this. I even remember Pete asking me how I felt. I told him, "The gravity of the situation has not hit me yet. I'm just worried about getting caught."

Then, on my way home from Pete's I finally started to feel guilty and wanted to confess to the cops for my conscience's sake. I wanted to go home and tell my bf what I did, but when I opened the door I walked in on him cheating on me--like right in the act. I flew into a rage and picked up this naked lady and threw her out the door. Then went on to break every piece of glass in the house while screaming like an animal.

The emotions in the dreams were so realistic, I couldn't fall back asleep. I'm a tad shaken still.
 
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bananaphone said:
"The gravity of the situation has not hit me yet. I'm just worried about getting caught."

.............. I finally started to feel guilty and wanted to confess to the cops for my conscience's sake. ..................I walked in on him cheating on me--like right in the act. I flew into a rage ....................... screaming like an animal.

The emotions in the dreams were so realistic, I couldn't fall back asleep. I'm a tad shaken still.
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I am trying to remember some Jungian term, something "feeling tone" maybe "complex feeling tone" A dream like this could be more about the feelings in it than the actions. The feelings may be directly connected to complexes that your unconscious wants integrated.
 
sandra_b said:
I had a dream the other night that I was on a voyage. We were out in the middle of the Ocean which was vast and unforgiving. .............. we were diving under the water trying to find hidden treasures..........
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coupled with your other dream it would seem that you have been invited to bring something out of the depths of your unconsciousness. Perhaps you would enjoy keeping a dream log and doing symbol associations.
 
I had a dream that I was in a videogame. The ream was a recurring dream that I had during my college years, about 10-11 years ago, so I don't recall it as well as I wish I could. The first level was me fighting a small, computerized looking dragon. The background was completely black, and there were no other colors. In the second level, there were two dragons, which were larger, and a different color. In the 3rd level, the dragons didn't grow in size, but there was now water with the dragons, and I lost the game.

The last time I had this dream, I was in my friend's dorm room, and I woke up with this distinct feeling that I needed to end the game.

I called my boyfriend minutes later (who was very bad for me), broke up with him, "ended the game", and never had the dream again. I can't believe I needed this dream to tell me it was time to end things. I'm grateful for it though!
 
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Apostelytizer said:
coupled with your other dream it would seem that you have been invited to bring something out of the depths of your unconsciousness. Perhaps you would enjoy keeping a dream log and doing symbol associations.
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I think a dream log would be really interesting actually! I might take that suggestion.
 
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I rarely have dreams, or at least, am rarely aware that I have them. When I do have them, they're pretty vivid. The most recent two:



1) I was in a town/city that I didn't really recognize, though it had a few familiar aspects so I was somewhat comfortable with it. Half of the sky was one giant impending storm, the rest was white-gray clouds with the sun struggling to shine. Then there was kind of a time leap (my dreams tend to jump straight into the action rather than progress continuously) and there were two tornadoes touched down near the center of the town with a third forming, about to touch down. I was outside at the time but heading inside to swim practice. I was on the pool deck, the building of which was similar to my university's pool except bigger, older, and crappier overall, without any windows you could actually see through. They were openable so that outside air could get in though. The building was also up on the side of a hill about at the top that overlooked roads, trees, and some buildings from which I came to the pool. I was very concerned about the tornadoes destroying basically everything and sort of yelled at my coach about it, who just told me and a teammate to put the lane ropes in so we could start practice.

2) Another swimming related dream: I was driving to my old club team's practice, and saw that one of the entrances was open and big enough so I drove my car into the building and parked it in the middle of a big hallway. I walked kind of a long way to the pool in the building, past a cop (with whom I exchanged a polite greeting) then at the entrance to the pool my club coach was handing out some papers for something which I figured I'd just give to my parents and they'd take care of it. Then there was another time leap, I was in the same spot, except my coach was on the pool deck yelling at everybody to get in and swim an absurdly long warmup that was more like a set (4500 yards or something like that), and she was getting pretty angry. Scared of this I was going to get in but then suddenly became even more scared of the fact that I parked my car inside the building, (a school) and that the cop would get angry at me, and also that people would steal stuff from my car given the fact that I left it unlocked with the windows rolled down. Then I woke up (IRL) to my alarm and went to an actual swim practice.


I'm pretty sure these dreams are indicative of the stresses I've been having with swimming lately, given how much more it's interfering with my academics and social/love life than last year.
 
lumpunzik said:
I rarely have dreams, or at least, am rarely aware that I have them. When I do have them, they're pretty vivid. The most recent two:



1)............... Half of the sky was one giant impending storm, the rest was white-gray clouds with the sun struggling to shine. .................. two tornadoes touch ............ a third forming, about to touch down................ndicative of the stresses I've been having with swimming lately, given how much more it's interfering with my academics and social/love life than last year.
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I love way the sky is split in two... and the two twisters...........
 
I was working at an appliance repair shop with my father and grandfather. I read in the newspaper while I was there that a local indoor skateboarding/karate building near the freeway was for sale. I purchased it. When I went to it with my sister, the interior was transformed into a Chuck E Cheese type place. Kids were everywhere, running like crazy. They were all saying "This is the greatest place ever!" I started freaking out, because I had no clue as to why they were there. Plus, they were much too wild and making me nervous. So, I screamed out "EVERYONE OUT!" Everyone froze and was asking me why. I got really angry. Then, I woke up.
 
I dreamed that I was walking in the forest, letting my Ni take over. There is the soft bubbling of a stream nearby. It's overcast, but slightly sunny. I keep walking and notice a man leaning against a tall oak tree. I can only see the back of him. he has full, messy light brown hair, a strong, albeit lanky build, with a lovely pale complexion. He dons faded Levis and a Grey shirt that hugs his form nicely. I want to call out to him to turn around, but I don't want to scare him away. He is singing softly, the voice of an Archangel. Every time he turns around, I wake up.

I've been having this dream for the past 6 months
 
Reposting from my dream blog:
Last night's dream was pretty effed up.

It started with me going into work. I had to either pick something up, or drop something off. Because I was already out and about I decided that I would wander around the mall a bit to kill some time. I noticed that they had built a YMCA in this particular mall and I thought that was a good idea. I decided I wanted to check it out.

I went up an escalator and at the top was the entrance to the YMCA. It looked mostly like it was geared towards children. There were a lot of bright colours and bubble letters. I noticed there wasn't much else going on but I suspected there was a daycare here and more than likely a gym and swimming pool as is common with the YMCA where I am from, anyway.

As I walked towards the entrance I noticed there was a group of 3-4 women standing there, one with a clipboard. Apparently they were looking for people to sign the petition.

I recognized the woman with the clipboard as being my boss from a previous job, but in this dream she was actually someone else. I approached the group of people and discovered they were protesting the government for having issued a death penalty to six children who had each killed chickens. I thought this was absolutely ridiculous when I heard it. One woman, who was a young mother, refused to sign the petitions and believed these kids were going to get what they deserved. We were all equally as shocked at her reaction and I asked her if her child was up for execution if she would do anything to try to stop it. She didn't seem to care.

At this point I took a wander through the YMCA. I descended a stair case and it was very dark. There seemed to be very few people here and I somehow got the impression that I would very much like to leave.

I got to the lowest level of the YMCA. By the time I got there there was almost no one in sight and it was quiet and hot.

Somehow I ended up in a room where the executions were meant to be carried out. It was here that I discovered that these kids were young teenagers who had slaughtered these chickens and had apparently served them at McDonalds. It was unclear why they did this, but one of them was a female from a third world country who had ripped the chicken apart with her bare hands and thought nothing of it.

I still thought the punishment was extreme because these kids were young and I didn't think any child should be getting executed.

I ended up behind a thick, dark curtain. In this room there was a very large grill like you would see in fast food restaurants and here they had the heat turned up and they were putting the kids down on it and burning them. They were scorching them to the point that all their skin was black and charred. I do not recall any of them screaming, but I do know they were being tortured and brought to the brink of death, but not yet killed. I came in after five of them had already been done. They were escorted out of the room one by one and I do not know what fate they met after they disappeared from the other side.

At one point I fell on the grill but because I was fully clothed only my leg was burnt. I remember screaming that I was burning but I do not recall feeling the pain. I got up just as they were about to bring in the final kid.

I decided to take matters into my own hands and turned down the heat. They had different settings on it which related to different heat sources. One being the sun, another being a fireplace, another being a camp fire, etc. I turned it down to a less severe heat.

The kid was layed down on the grill and he burned, but not charred like the others. He made almost no fuss.

A man entered the room and he seemed to take no notice of me. He was trying to pull the kid off. He had some kind of mystical power to generate coldness. I remember him putting his hands on the boy who was by now very hot and he recoiled. Together we pulled the boy off and the man disappeared.

I remember looking down at the grill which was now dirty and had burnt on residue. I remember feeling almost nothing at the sight. All six children had been punished and I needed to get out of there.

That's when I woke up.
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Had a really vivid and interesting dream a few months ago.

I first dreampt that my brother was kneeling down on one knee at the Hoover damn eating lunch from a brown paper bag. He had this giant grin, like the happiest smile ever, and although he didn't speak in the dream I sensed he might have said "I've been waiting for you". At this same time I thought to myself: This is definetly a dream because I know he is dead. He was like so peaceful and calm and happy eating lunch but yet the world was crashing down all around him, like the apocalypse, earthquakes and tidal waves and all kinds of destruction. Yet he never acknowledged it or didn't let it bother him. Next thing I remember was I was picking him at our childhood home in his truck for some reason and we drove off.

The coolest part of this dream was I drove him to like this picturesque scene straight out of Saddartha's life. There was a little hill with a sillohuette of a black bodhi tree and the a bright yellow horizon behind it. He got out of the car and took a few steps towards it, then turned back around at smile at me.
 
I dreamt of eating moldy avocados.. I looked it up and apparently it means I will undergo some transformation if I work hard. That's just what the internet says.
 
just the thread for me! :tongue1: I have some really vivid, trippy dreams. I can't remember the details of my memorable ones, just descriptions of the scenery and a few moments. The worlds of my dreams have a lot of space and the environments are massive and oftentimes either odd, eerie or just plain grotesque.

warning for potential grossness:

one piece of scenery in a dream was this cemetery on a hilltop, and at the end of it was a cliff that dropped down quite a long ways to the ocean. coming out of the rock of the cliff by the cemetery was a weaving network of pipes that dropped into the ocean, and out of those pipes emptied blood on the rocks below, staining the ocean red. I think the pipes somehow connected to the plots in the cemetery. in whatever society I lived in, you'd put the bodies straight into the ground instead of embalming them, and then the network of pipes going to the plots would somehow suck the fluids from the body and empty the blood into the ocean. something about this dream really never left my mind and I had it a few months ago. don't know what actually went on in it or what I was doing there.

another one was this run-down, seemingly post-apocalyptic city where everything was gray. on the outskirts was the entrance to an old mine shaft, only it wasn't a mine so much as a network of finished rooms. in there was a bunch of scrawled numbers on each wall that you'd have to decode to find out which pattern you were supposed to take, and each room was sort of set up like a torcher chamber that you had to run through and only few survived it. think Saw, only in a shaft underground with a bunch of rooms and no puppet asking you if you want to play a game. :tongue:

in another one I only remember this one scene in a forest, and inside the forest was this huge plateau that had a walkway winding up to the top. the forest around was burnt black while the trees lining the walkway of the plateau were white birch trees that looked really eerie and sort of ghostly. ghost trees, haha.
 
So, last night when i was trying to go to sleep, i drifted off for about 10 minutes i think, and then i wake up out of my sleep with this image:

A plate of food (dinner) sitting on the side of a van, suddenly falls off the side of the stand, dropping to the floor, and splatters. The dream ends there because that's when I wake up. There's the sense of something lost - loss of control. Now this short dream began with a plate of food resting on table or stand - although i didn't see myself eating it, there's the sense that i'd started eating it but paused briefly, and then it fell off the side of the stand. not sure what it meant, but it was interesting because it was short but had an impact because of the splatter to the ground woke me up suddenly.
 
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