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Submitted by: mastercylinder On: January 20th, 2005
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This is a dream I just had... do not try to make any sense of it...
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I think I just had the weirdest dream of my life...
The dream is set in my childhood bedroom, where I spent most of my time in my teen years.
The room is set up like a complicated mouse-trap, with wires and twine running everywhere connecting all sorts of contraptions and objects.
I am trying to put out these little fires in one of the corners, but all the fans in the mouse-trap keep fanning the flames alive again.
There are all these cardboard boxes and pillows near the flames that I am trying not to ignite.
I eventually get all the fans turned off and put out the fires. I decide to go to the store and then to go buy some new shoes. I am getting dressed and every time I move I upset the mouse-trap and some object (a tv, a lamp a fan) tips or tilts along its wires. I get dressed and am trying to find some shoes but all the shoes in the room are also these little complicated contraptions (sandals with straps that didn't look like they would connect anywhere). Then I noticed my ankles where handcuffed together... I remembered my key was at another place and was thinking how could I get out of the house without anyone noticing the handcuffs.
(I slipped in and out of dream sleep at this point and the handcuffs where gone)
Then my brother enters the room and sits at the edge of my bed. My father comes in and says something like "Perry is going out with his crew tonight".
My bother says, rather sternly, "Dad... I don't belong to any crew!", then he leaves.
My dad is standing at the door and somebody, some latin guy I have never seen before comes in and starts touching all the picture I have on the wall. My dad explains to him what they are (silently, I can not hear them talk) and then the latin guys leaves.
I then suddenly notice my fish tank next to the door where my dad is standing and, in the dream, I get really excited and jump up and go to it (I miss my fish tank so much). I wonder how long it has been since they had been fed because I haven't lived at home for years. I ask my father and he says that he feeds them every day. I turn on the tank light and see that all the fish are white (and that they are these tiny little things). I say to my dad, "do you ever turn on the tank light?", he says nothing, but his look says "no". I turn off the light because I don't want to traumatize them. I tell my dad about how fish need at least eight hours of light a day to survive normally.
Somehow the view of the room shifts to me sitting on the floor and I suddenly look to the tank and all the tiny fish in it have turned into these huge alien looking things and also that the water is now rapidly draining out!
I panic and me and my dad stare as the water exits through some unseen hole. Then, suddenly, each wall of the room has another fishtank, each filled with these very alien looking fish.
I think, "we have to get the dying fish into the other tanks!".
I beg my father to help me and he reaches into the drained tank and pulls out this "fish" that has horned vampire wings and the head of an octopus and puts it into the tank to the left wall. In that tank already is an eel-like thing and these wide mouthed fish. I think, 'Oh, no... danger". My Father then leaves the room for some reason! The vampire fish and the wide mouth fish start to eat each other.
Meanwhile I am trying to keep the dying fish from... dying. All these hoses and wires are running from the drained tank. The hoses keep spitting water so I take them and aim the hoses so the water shoots into the tank and on the dying fish. Then my father comes back with a bucket of water and dumps it into the tank over the fish. I then notice a tiny little version of an otter in the drained tank and I pick him up and he bites me but I still hold onto him...
I move, wires and contraptions spin around me in this giant mouse-trap...
And my father, pouring a bucket of water over alien fish says to me...
"Don't worry, Blake... We'll save the Monsters."
... Is this the room of my Mind?
I don't think I have ever had a more symbollic dream... but what does any of it mean?
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