the house i grew up in (dream)
i was sitting on the back porch of the house i used to live in in saint joseph. it was a bright sunny day. there was a cat i was playing with/by but it was not my cat from those days (jazz) nor was it the cat from my more recent history (macha), this cat was different.
i believe the cat was actually representing my teddy bear, bill, who i have just recently recovered after some repairs were done by my mother.
bill was looking at a bees nest nearby. the bees were busy moving in and out of their nest and coming and going.
there is a blank spot here where i almost believe started a new dream.
i walked down the hallway to my bedroom, still in the house in st. joe's. it was dark. evening had come and it was getting very dark very quick. my eyes began playing tricks on me.
i needed the light. i turned on my desk lamp and nothing happened so i twisted the bulb and still nothing. i assumed there was a short in the cord. i went and turned on the hall light but got nothing from it. i stayed out of my mother and my brother's rooms but systematically went through the house trying all of the lights and none would turn on. i tried changing the bulbs when i could but still nothing.
i went downstairs where the tele was on and i saw a glowing red item in the midst of a bunch of blankets. upon closer inspection i found that it was an electric blanket controller, that was all the light i could get. it showed me that the power was not out. for some unexplainable reason there just wasn't any lights. i was getting really scared.
then i was sitting on the back porch with bill again. the sun was shining. i saw the bees nest and bill looked at it and then looked at me. then he said; "do it! for god's sake just do it!" and he looked back at the bees nest.
i clenched up my fist and i punched it into the bees nest hard and let my hand linger there for a little while before retreating back into the house. bill followed me all the way to my bedroom, now very well lit. bill was looking all over the walls for bees. i looked at him and said something but i can't remember it now. then i woke up.
there are many different ways i have already looked at this dream. i would like to hear your thoughts.
in the dream i wasn't afraid of the bees, but i was afraid of disturbing them/destroying their nest. i was very scarred of the coming dark and the helplessness i felt in the darkness was overwhelming. the cat speaking did not surprise me.
i believe the cat was actually representing my teddy bear, bill, who i have just recently recovered after some repairs were done by my mother.
bill was looking at a bees nest nearby. the bees were busy moving in and out of their nest and coming and going.
there is a blank spot here where i almost believe started a new dream.
i walked down the hallway to my bedroom, still in the house in st. joe's. it was dark. evening had come and it was getting very dark very quick. my eyes began playing tricks on me.
i needed the light. i turned on my desk lamp and nothing happened so i twisted the bulb and still nothing. i assumed there was a short in the cord. i went and turned on the hall light but got nothing from it. i stayed out of my mother and my brother's rooms but systematically went through the house trying all of the lights and none would turn on. i tried changing the bulbs when i could but still nothing.
i went downstairs where the tele was on and i saw a glowing red item in the midst of a bunch of blankets. upon closer inspection i found that it was an electric blanket controller, that was all the light i could get. it showed me that the power was not out. for some unexplainable reason there just wasn't any lights. i was getting really scared.
then i was sitting on the back porch with bill again. the sun was shining. i saw the bees nest and bill looked at it and then looked at me. then he said; "do it! for god's sake just do it!" and he looked back at the bees nest.
i clenched up my fist and i punched it into the bees nest hard and let my hand linger there for a little while before retreating back into the house. bill followed me all the way to my bedroom, now very well lit. bill was looking all over the walls for bees. i looked at him and said something but i can't remember it now. then i woke up.
there are many different ways i have already looked at this dream. i would like to hear your thoughts.
in the dream i wasn't afraid of the bees, but i was afraid of disturbing them/destroying their nest. i was very scarred of the coming dark and the helplessness i felt in the darkness was overwhelming. the cat speaking did not surprise me.