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More upright and more human.

Date of dream: Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:     Rating:
Lucid Intent? No    

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Daytime and I’m on safari and find myself with a large group of unfamiliar dream friends, we find ourselves in a surprisingly lush, green and moist savannah (not at all dry like one might imagine) we are all observing the wildlife from a safe distance.

We watch all manner of creatures and beasts from big flamingo like birds flying low in the sky to lions prowling around it’s quite a busy scene full of animal activity.

My attention is suddenly drawn to two gorillas walking upright like human beings the taller and larger of the gorillas is a mother and the smaller one is her daughter, the mother is very much like a gorilla in appearance, gait and attitude but her daughter is strikingly different and somehow more human or cave woman like even though she is covered in dark hair. As I continue to observe them both I begin to pick up on their story.

Apparently the mother gorilla had some kind of relations with a native human bushman, it is not very clear if this was against the will of the creature or if it was somehow a more mutual act, either way the peculiar hybrid daughter is the result of the unnatural union.

The mother cannot relate to her half human daughter and rejects her, I watch as the mother takes her daughter out into the bush where she plans to abandon her and leave her to her own fate.

Additional Comments:

Thoughts: This dream seems to be very closely linked to yesterdays dream with the lioness who was also attempting to stand like a human and like in that dream the drama with the gorillas perhaps symbolises a further attempt at uniting the instincts with the intellect, the drama does feel like a move towards humanising the animal instincts and my learning to how to literally fend or cope with them. But what is perhaps a little puzzling is the question of why the gorillas just like the lioness from yesterday are female? I can only think that this instinctual side is somehow linked more to my psychological anima or feminine aspect than anything to do with my physical male self. I find these dreams very interesting so it will be fun to kind of see where they lead and what the next dream in this series will be like.

Dream 2: L’injustice – Daytime and I’m driven out to an unfamiliar forest by an unfamiliar male in an off road buggy like vehicle, as the woodland opens up I realise that I have been brought back to the playing field at my primary school. Something of a sports day is taking place and I have been entered into a running race, I look over to my right and see my best childhood friend a few lanes away from me. The race starts with a bang and I find myself running very quickly against the other pupils, I really try to keep up but it is difficult as I feel either out of shape or am lacking that extra burst of energy that I know I could usually call upon or that simply I’m just not very good at running, its difficult to quite know why I’m not managing to compete at the head of the field. As I cross the line after the sprint I see that it was a very close race where I finished the race joint 3rd with two other people, three people also tied for 2nd and another three for 1st place. The organisers of the race have decided to only award one person for each of the first, second and third placements and relegate the other two joint holders, this seems incredibly unfair to me particularly as I will lose my 3rd position which I really struggled for. Later on I find myself back home at my current house the childhood friend who was in the race has joined me, I show him around pointing out the ceiling I’ve just plastered and noting some huge blobs of plaster hanging from the ceiling (unlike in waking life!). Later in the bathroom the friend starts playing a game with me it’s an old playground game called ‘Slaps’ where each player takes a turn to slap ones hand quickly before the other has a chance to move his hands out of the way. The game seems foolish to me and a bit painful too, I tell the friend I don’t want to play the silly game. Just then my mother-in-law comes into the room with a plate of cooked vegetables to offer me. I have a pang of embarrassment at the relative being so motherly towards me in front of the friend and I even feel that he is trying to make me feel ashamed of embarrassed in front of her. I take a sudden dislike to what my friend is trying to make me do or feel and I decide to side with the friendlier and more compassionate mother-in-law. A short while later I find myself in another room (which will be the future bathroom) sat in a circle of unfamiliar school kids and adolescents, the childhood friend is leading some kind of debate, it feels as though he is speaking against me or even attacking me with calculated verbal arguments. I get frustrated by the situation particularly as I feel older than the people I am with. Speaking in French I suddenly butt in and say with objection “L’injustice” which in the context of the dream I was trying to express the seeming injustice of the situation. The friend continues his assault upon me which I find very hurtful as I felt that we were such close friends.
  • Themes
  • Dramatic
  • Relationships
  • Settings
  • Afternoon
  • Geographical
  • Outdoors
  • Present
  • Unfamiliar
  • Characters
  • Child
  • Creatures
  • Imaginary
  • Animals
  • Stranger
  • Unfamiliar
  • Emotions
  • Relaxed
  • Shock
  • Abandoned
  • Activities
  • Thinking
  • Visual
  • Keywords
    Safari
    Savannah
    Lion
    Flamingo
    Gorilla
    Add'l Emotions
    Lushness
    Thriving
    Aberration
    Rejection
    Fending for oneself

    Unused rooms & the safari album.

    Date of dream: Saturday, November 18, 2006

    Level of Lucidity: N/A     Level of Cohesiveness:

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    It is daytime and I’m back at a large dream house that my wife and I are living in, it is huge but is run down in a lot of places. My wife stays downstairs and watches television whilst I go off to explore the rest of the house.

    I go to an upstairs area a little like an attic it is full of lots of old junk from the previous owner of the house. The attic like area is in fact another floor of the house that was previously undiscovered. There are many rooms here all cluttered and full of junk.

    I stand in one of the rooms looking out through a large row of huge terrace windows onto the street below. The large windows are quite grimy and dirty and I think that the glass is quite loose in the frames so I’d better not get to close to them just in case I fall through onto the street below.

    Looking out through the window I see two old women in the street looking up at the building. They appear to be gossiping about what will become of the building now that it is new hands. They seemed to know the previous owner so they are curious as to what changes we are going to make to the appearance of the building.

    I step back and walk through the rooms, I think to myself that the rooms are not being taken advantage of and that we should get them renovated and put them to some good use.

    I make my way back down the stairs but I stop and pause in one of the large cluttered rooms where I see two large partly dismantled huge curvaceous art deco wardrobes. One has bright turquoise blue inlay and the other has a ladybird red veneer.

    I think that they are both beautiful and excitedly I consider telling my wife about my discovery but I decide against it as I know that she wouldn’t like them. I rummage through a few of the old drawers that are laying about and which are full of papers and belongings of the previous owner.

    I come upon a small burgundy leather photo album, it looks a little like a passport wallet too. I open up the book and see a selection of photographs of the previous owner of the house on various safari holidays where he did a lot of game hunting.

    Tucked in between the pages are a selection of photographic negatives still in their protective sleeves, I assume that they are the negatives for the photo’s in the album.

    I study the photographs and see the previous owner dressed in hunting clothes with various safari helpers or guides. Each photo shows him stood next to his trophy or kill, the animals he killed are all really small and not adult save for perhaps one lioness in the last photograph.

    The fact that the previous owner killed the younger animals distresses and upsets me, it seems like a tragic waste and so unnecessary.
  • Settings
  • Home
  • Characters
  • Deceased
  • Other Relative(s)
  • Animals
  • Emotions
  • Peaceful
  • Activities
  • Searching
  • Keywords
    House
    Attic
    Wardrobe
    Safari
    Hunter
    Add'l Emotions
    Intrigue
    Discovery
    Adventure
    Expectation
    Distress