Thread 41255611

I had some dreams that felt particularly significant and having been eating at me. I decided to finally write them down recently and wanted to share them There were 3 dreams in particular that felt connected.

It is nighttime. Despite being isolated I am filled with a sense of not being alone. I am being looked upon in my house. My house is my world, it contains me. I have boarded up the windows, shut the blinds and closed the curtains. Everything outside of my home is shrouded in darkness. There is a sense of exposure that seizes me, yet i am unable to leave. i feel an intense compulsion to stay despite knowing i need to run. Suddenly The doorknob to my room is popped out and with a loud clunk it hits the floor and spins. The door does not immediately open, but i feel a presence rush into the room like a wave of air seeking to equalize pressure, as if the barrier to my world has been penetrated. It permeates the room. Suddenly a woman appears, but the door remains closed betraying my expectations. I have no idea how she entered and this alarms me. She is clothed in a bright cobalt blue robe richly embroidered in gold. she is swathed in translucent blue silks that dress her head and shoulders. The clothing is much in the style a thawb nashal giving her an almost arab yet distinctly European aura. Her head is adorned in a long flowing crown of gold hair. her skin is light yet warm, balancing out the blue and giving her a more inviting rather than cold presence. her gaze is piercing so strong that i dont remember what color they were, only the intense contrast between the whites of her eyes and the deep black of her pupils. i struggle to get away from her but she overpowers me with grace. i hit her and grasp at her, but my blows only hurt myself, like punching metal and i am unable to grip her, like grabbing a cloud. she seizes me and pushes me to the floor. She pulls out two small frames each containing an image of me. One is of me now, another me years ago. she interrogates me, and her words cut. They are painful.She points to the image of me now and the image of me before, and says "oh what a falling off there was".

she points to the image of my younger self and complements it. exclaiming that i was "honest" and "true to my nature" but that now i was something less. i try to protest but she tramples over me verbally. i am physically left with no room to speak, her form and words expanding to encompass the entire room as i begin to recede. the verbal exchange continues, but i don't remember how it goes from here as there are multiple versions of the same dream. Things escalate. She senses a lack of response from me and, well i dont know what she feels perhaps frustration? Seemingly knowing her words wont get through to me she goes down a different path. She forces herself on to me, and claims me. i dont need to go into certain details here but i feel temporarily suspended, i am an extension of her now and i am physically owned. Just as briefly as it begins it ends the shortness of the exchange leaving no room for any sort of feeling. She disappears, turning into sparkling dust. the only evidence of the encounter being her clothes and a pile of glittering ash. I am left with a profound sense of emptiness and void. The blue now feels cold.

notes
this has been a reoccurring dream. i haven't had it in a bit, yet it stayed with me for many months. i probably had it a least 10 times. however most of those were daydreams. despite being a daydream i had felt i had no control over it, and the vision was vivid and compulsive. I felt attracted to the imagery despite being repulsed by it's contents. This is written long after having had the dream the last time so the details are just what i can still remember. The blue feels like an incredibly important detail. The gold hair, embroidery and adornments give her a feeling of royalty. she is of blue blood. She also literally appears "out of the blue". there were some details that varied from dream to dream. sometimes she would physically bind me before interrogating me. her skin was light but no cold. it had a sense of warmth,

Dream 2
I wake up in the morning in my room and sense that reality has shifted. I am altered. As i lie in bed the first thing i notice is the lack of pulse in my body. my heart does not beat and my blood does not flow. there is a void in my chest and i realize that my heart is physically missing. All my bodily functions are suspended. I need not breathe nor blink. I realize that i am decaying, yet i am not fully dead. i still inhabit my flesh and can move and feel. below me on my bed is a woman. she is 4 inches tall and clothed in red. The red is saturated, neither warm or cold it's intensity demands attention. her hair is black and so are her boots. she is Chinese and wears a hanfu. her garb resembles a court robe worn by officials. It is embroidered in rich multicolor and accompanied by a pleated red skirt that is also richly embroidered in many colors. She is holding a red bagpipe in her arms, cradling it like a child. however she does not play the pipes. the bag pipe balances out her otherwise overwhelmingly eastern aesthetic with something western. her skin is a cold porcelain. i immediately recognize her as my heart. she has left me and decided to run away from me. I know i need to chase after her but I feel powerless to stop her. she is impossible to grasp. despite her tiny size she towers over me. i plead for her to come back inside of me knowing that i will decay and rot without her. In response She produces a scroll. it is a list of grievances for the celestial courts of the heavens. she is going to the other gods in the celestial courts to petition her divorce from me. she wants nothing to do with me and wishes to return to her husband in the sky. She lists off her grievances. i am bad steward, i am unfaithful, i am abusive, and above all i am neglectful. her words strike me and cause me great distress.

every one of her accusations has a feel of authority that makes them undeniable. i am left with no words, unable to think of anyway to reconcile the situation, she is emotionally hurt and no longer trusts my words. i feel shame for i am unable to comfort her, for she is disgusted by me. she disappears suddenly. I am filled with despair for i know i need to chase after her, without her i will decay and wither away. however there is nothing i can do, she has left for the celestial realm. The dream ends open ended as to whether the celestial courts approve her appeal or if we are reunited.

note:
this has been a reoccurring day dream that started as a dream. i last had it a year ago but i had it many times. despite being a daydream i had felt i had no control over it, and the vision was vivid and compulsive. i am unable to feel the woman's presence and i still fear that she has left me. once again this is written long after the dream so the details are murky and somewhat distorted as i dont feel as strong of an emotional connection to it as i used to. The black of her hair, the white of her skin and the red of her dress all feel important. the red was very powerful and striking. her presence is uninviting and she has an air of tension. her skin was cold and she felt more impersonal. despite being my heart there was no sense of comfort or love from her, however her feelings were all valid. i got a overwhelming sense of inferiority from her.

dream 3
I am a servant to a someone. my status is unclear. i may be a retainer, a squire, or a page. The person i am supposed to serve's status is elevated in someway. they were of nobility in someway but their status was left unclear. She is a woman dressed in green and her clothing is medieval European. I don't remember anything else about her appearance. She produces a green potion for me to drink. I do not want to drink it for i somehow know that drinking it will change me in someway that is irreversible. I know i should drink it and that she does not want to hurt me nor is she malicious, however i am afraid of the transformation for i will no longer be the same. I am afraid becoming something other. I run away despite my better judgement and hide in the forest. I get the feeling that drinking from the cup was my responsibility, and that i am in someway failing my duty by fleeing. I hide away in a special place in the forest. There is a body of water but it is not blue. the scenery is mirrored, there is a vertical symmetry to the forest, and the trees form a fractal pattern that is strangely ordered like a garden rather than a forest. This place feels distinct and special and i don't know why. To find me, the woman consults the court wizard who produces a magic painting. The painting contains an image of the place in the forest, with the body of water and the mirrored/fractal trees. The painting somehow shows were she will find me. It is not actively showing where i am but instead shows were i will be found at a future time. It has power over my destiny and fate. Knowing this there is no true way to escape or run, i am inevitably fated to be reunited with her and drink from cup. the dream ends there, it is left open when she decides to come back to claim me.

this dream is much more recent happening a week ago. This dream only happened once and wasn't reoccurring. Once again im writing this a few days after the fact so some details are lost, i dont remember much about her appearance. I will say her presence was neutral. She was neither inviting nor uninviting. This dream felt less potent and intense than the other two. It felt more like an ordinary dream.

>>41255611 (OP)
This seems really obvious, so I'm not even sure if this will help. All three dreams have reoccurring themes. Dream 2 has the least in common with all three, but its still sort of the same theme. You're closing off some side of yourself, and you are completely aware that you're doing this. That's why you're in a house with boarded up windows in the dark, but won't leave. You know someone is coming into your house, you're not safe there even with it boarded, and you pretending not to be there, but as opposed to trying to get out through the back door or something you let it come in while making no attempt to get out before she sees you. She's either your subconscious, represents in some way you letting a person in, or represents how you feel about potentially letting a person in. I mean basically full interpretation you're repressing something, but whoever this bitch is knows you, sees you for you, and doesn't hate or embrace you for it, but remains somewhat hostile due to it. Overall she's ruining your life, so repressing this, not connecting to people (an interpretation of what's going on here), not choosing your own path (she's choosing it for you), or letting somebody run your life is leaving your subconscious in distress. I'd say what's going on in your life that matches that theme, and if nothing goes on that matches that theme expect that theme to show up in your life within six months or so.

nigga write this shit in your dream journal

I dont think Ive ever had an awe-inspiring dream. I just see them as either methods of communication, people being creative and messing around, the brain doing wiring work, stuff like that.

>>41259192
What about the dream were you paying attention to. Rarely do words in a dream have significant meaning, in my experience, but it's what things in the dream symbolize that you'll find the message. The more you pay attention and listen, the more It will speak to you.