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Dreams of Dead Flowers
by , 04-28-2008 at 07:30 PM (6202 Views)
Well, I've kind of put this off, but the issue needs to be finalised. I have vivid dreams, and when I was younger I learned that to remember your dreams you must practice. I originally would dream of my fears, and awake with a sweat. When I awoke, I would write these dreams down immediately. This process has gone on for close to 25 years, and I am now capable of daydreaming, and sleep dreaming with vivid clarity. I had two horrible dreams about two women that I consider friends.
The first dream was while I was with Suzie. We were cuddling, and watching a cute movie, and I was so comfortable with her I slowly drifted off to sleep. I awoke from the dream, and was literally frightened to the bone.
I translate this dream to mean that I need to no longer be with Suzie. I told her of it, and we are agreeing to see other people. We are still going to see each other and have fun, but we are just going to enjoy what we have while we have it.This dream begins with Suzie and I in her van. The van is grey in reality, but this time it was black. I was driving, and Suzie was in the back buckled into the van, and in her wheelchair. Suddenly a white car clipped us and sent the van into a tree. Her van is old, and there isn't an airbag. I was impaled on a branch, and all bloodied from the windshield. There were cars stopping to help us, but no one was doing anything. No one knew how to get out, and they were all worrried about her although I was the one injured. I was the only one there that knew how to get her out. I struggle and break off the branch that is stuck in my body. I then free her, and the crowd all applauds, they get her out first. While everyone is worried about some bruising and scratches, I am slowly dying. Nobody remembers me, and I awake. The worst part of the dream was that throughout the dream, beginning after the accident, Suzie kept repeating over and over. "Stop Pete! You're hurting me!"
The second dream was of Renae. We bumped into each other, and she was quite rude. She told me to f*** off, and that she didn't need any s**t from me. The dream was very brief, and was peaceful.
I translate the dream as meaning that we will never be together, but we will hopefully always be friends. I don't know what age we were, but it means I die before she does. Oddly, this brings me comfort. I was the flower that died in both of them, for whatever thats worth. Later, BI was laying in a casket. Renae was there looking down on me. She was crying, but there was a smile on her face. Then a tear dropped on my forehead.
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