My nightmare. What does it mean?

[Emora Deen]

Okay... I had a dream while taking a nap that has really thrown me off. I woke up feeling like it was trying to tell me something, however I really don’t understand it at all!

It started off. My friend Regina had wrecked her mustang and had a rental car that was a convertible. She took us for a ride in it because we had never ridden in a convertible. Well, on our way back she said, “We have to leave! We have to leave, now or something bad is going to happen!”

So she turns around and is driving down the highway extremely fast. We turn a curve, however she’s going to fast and we flip. I fly out of the car and go flying through the air. A land in the middle of the highway. As soon as I land, everything goes white.

I’m lying in a place that is all white, with no walls and no ceiling. Just endless white. I stand up. I’m barefoot and wearing white pj pants and a white tank top. I look around and all of the sudden there are these paintings. There not ordinary paintings. There painted on glass. I do paintings like this, but I’ve never done any so big. They are hanging in mid air, with no frames. There just glass panes with paintings on them. There are thousands as far as the eye can see and up as high as I can see. There in rows, many, many rows. I walk, looking at the paintings. Something tells me, “If you find the one that’s real, you can escape this.”

So I go through touching the paintings, except when I touch them my hand goes through them like their holograms or something.

Then, I hear his voice. I turn and see my ex-stalker. The man who has hurt me in more ways than one. He’s coming down the line of paintings after me, followed by two of his friends. I’m afraid he’ll get me. I’m afraid I can’t get away because in this world of endless white, there is no place to hide. I want to throw something at him, something to keep him back.

So I reach out, though I know that the painting I just touched won’t allow me to touch it. I grab it and throw it at him. It smashes. For some reason I can touch the paintings now. As if I wanted them so much that I made them real. Like when you dream of something and want it so much it becomes real to you.

He’s still coming at me. I run, turning to throw a painting. The painting breaks. I start accidently knocking paintings down. There breaking on the white floor. I step on them and it cuts my feet. Now the white floor has dark red foot prints. He’s close now, I barely have room to move. The shards of the paintings still left on the wall scrape and cut me as I throw them at him. My hands and feet are cut to pieces... my arms gashed and bleeding. Now everything happens in slow motion. My dream shows me the glass and blood falling and hitting the floor at the same time. Then, the dream goes back to normal speed.

A man says, “Climb the paintings!” I look up and there is a man who has opened up a door, though that is impossible since a door need a frame and a frame needs a wall... and he’s suspended in the air. I don’t have time to climb the paintings to get away... My stalker hits me... He’s furious that I have hit him with the glass paintings. When he hits me I fly back and break through the middle of a huge glass painting. When I fly through the glass painting I land on the pavement of the highway. I look around and see the overturned car. I don’t have time to move. A car comes around the corner. I see the lights... it hits me and I go sailing through the air. I fall in a way that its almost as if I’m on my knees, however I tumble forward. As soon as I hit the ground again I’m kneeling in a pen... a large pen I’m kneeling in front of a woman who is holding the keys to my cage. I say, “No! Please don’t lock me in here! I’ll be good!”

She says, “You shouldn’t have done what you did! You were a bad girl, this is your punishment.”

When she leaves I manage to get the lock door open. I’m running around the side of the house and she comes around with a shotgun and holds it too my head. I say, “No, please!”

“You shouldn’t have been such a bad, bad little girl.”

She pulls the trigger.

When the bullet hits me I fly back. When I fly back I hit a tree in the forest that I had flown into when the car hit me.

This was a really weird and frighteningly creepy dream and I really, really want to know what it means.... Dreams are just your subconscious trying to tell you something... or warn you. Though, if my friend gets a convertible I’m not riding in it.

[Soran Nightblade]

Wow......were you in contact with your stalker recently, or did anything come up that relates to him? Or have you encountered any new stalkers or similar people that he might be a symbol for?

It definitely seems like a guilt dream.

[Emora Deen]

I haven't seen him... well... I thought I saw him the other day... I scared me. I only saw him for a split second as I was walking across the campus... I could have been imaginning it and just seen someone who resembles him.

[Airen]

I disagree!!! Dreams are of the subconscious but I don't believe that they mean anything or are trying to warn you... It's just something that is in the back of your mind that allows your imagination to take it out of proportion, to whatever the measures may be... That's just my opinion... It might be wrong but that's what I believe...

[Emora Deen]

Ever since I was little I would have dreams that if they were of a realistic nature, some parts would come true. Though, I seriously hope nothing in this dream comes true. You can ask my closes friends and they'll tell you that my dreams sometimes come true. I'll tell them it and a week later something happens like what happened in my dream. That's, why I think of the warning thing.

[Airen]

Huh... Maybe so!! I personally just can't believe that dreams tell the future and I thank the Lord that some of my dreams haven't came true... But who really knows but the Lord himself?

[Emora Deen]

There have been many documented accounts of people dreaming events that have come to pass and many wittnesses. There was man who dreamed for months straight about a plane crashing. He just couldn't take it. He went and talked to the airline and called them everytime he had the dream and told them that a plane was going to crash... he just knew it. He felt it. Well, they didn't know which plane. Then a week or two afterwards a plane in that airline company he had contacted crashed. This is just one example.

Some christians also believe that God will send you messages in your dreams... Sometimes we are so hard headed that he won't listen to him in our waking states and about the only time he can talk to us when we're not distracted is in our dreams. That is when supposedly many of the prophets had there visions.

[Airen]

Yeah... I know God always put them in a deep sleep and showed them things... and as far as the plane thing goes... That's kinda random thing to dream about, don't ya think... A Plane crash? How was he supposed to warn anybody? Planes crash all the time...

[Emora Deen]

Well, he dreamed the same dream. He could see the name of the flight company... but he could never remember the flight number. He didn't know the day... He just knew that it was going to crash and hit this place at this time of day... And it happened exactly as he said. He said, "I dreame the plan took off fine... and then shifted to the left (or right I don't remember) then crashed into the ground. He told the airline manager... and soon after one of there planes crashed the exact same way.

[Airen]

Ah... Okay... That's one of them things like UFO's and Ghosts... I just can't make myself believe in them no matter how much I want to. Just because I haven't experienced them for myself I guess.

[Emora Deen]

I totally understand.

[Soran Nightblade]

I would tend to agree with Airen. But a lot of times, dreams are reflections of anxieties we're having or things we dread, and that automatically puts them into the realm of things that might feasibly happen to you anyway. Having a dream about a stalker attacking you is something inspired by your experience with stalkers and your concern that it will happen again. And if it's happened to you before, sure it might happen to you again for whatever reason - some aspect of your personality that attracts social degenerates, or just that you're pretty. If you get chased by a stalker I wouldn't conclude that this was a vision. I mean i just told you the other day about being chased by a stalker outside my house. There are plenty of reasons that string of thoughts may have been in your head, and just because a dream affects you doesn't mean it's any more likely to happen than a dream about something mundane.

[Emora Deen]

Yeah, I know he could show up just about any time he wanted to. He was pretty good about that. Showing up out of know where... I'm not saying this was a preminition... It was just so weird I was wondering where it come from and what was with the paintings and the lady with the shotgun... The last part was the weirdest if you ask me

[Bejei]

That's a weird dream. It's probably a thought in the back of your mind that your subconscious brought into play in your dream. I don't know if it's a warning or anything, but you do have to be careful though. Just go with your gut feeling and instincts... that's all I have to say. Remember this though... don't run away from your fears in your dreams... face it/them... once you stand and fight... most of the time you won't dream about it/them again. It's what I do, and my fears usually don't come back in my dreams.

[Soran Nightblade]

*Soran frowns and takes notes diligently*