Have you guys ever had those horrifying dreams, where you experience something that is seemingly impossible or if it did happen you would be surely losing your mind from the sheer physical trauma of it? I ask because I just woke up from a really bad dream. The worse part is I felt every single thing, as though it were really happening to me. There was a thought, while it was happening that I just knew--this can't be real, I must be dreaming. But still, I did not wake up. I kept enduring. Kept struggling to be rid of everything. The dream setting was kind of complicated, it took place in a very dark , rundown building with lots of rooms, long hallways and people were scattered about. One of my professors was teaching a group of students, music which is strange since that is not the subject he teaches. I arrived late and even though there was a perfectly good instrument on the table, he instructed me to make music with a broken glass cup. He first demonstrated, producing a lovely sound when the glass cup was banged against a rock. I proceeded to try to imitate his actions, but could not even hold the object. It would slip out of my hands as if it didn't belong there. I settled for holding it incorrectly, by the sharp jagged edges that were thinner than the rest of it. But another student and the professor both insisted that was wrong-that I was going to cut myself by holding it that way. I became increasingly frustrated because it was the only way I could hold the glass so that it wouldn't slip from my grasp. Finally, I left the room refusing to continue. This next part is even worse. I encountered a girl I admired and told her I liked her. Before I could finish speaking, she kissed me. It was intimate and sloppy. Sounds nice, right? Not really. Because I soon discovered shortly after that, that the kiss caused something horrible to occur within. I, somehow, had contracted a whole bunch of living baby scorpions in my mouth from the kiss. I spent the rest of the dream spitting them out. Some were alive, others were only body parts such as their claws or tails. And some of them were so stuck inside my mouth that I had to pry them out with my hands. I even ended up swallowing some of them. Which is a worse alternative, if you can imagine, than spitting them out or having them in your mouth at all. These scorpions, weren't exactly like the flimsy creatures I've seen before. It was like they were made of bone, stronger and more indestructible than how they normally are. Mind you, I'm already terrified of scorpions, spiders, and insects to begin with. This just made it ten times worse. I mean, I'm pretty sure I know the meaning my subconscious was trying to impart to me by making me experience such imagery, but seriously?! Like I wouldn't have understood if a gentle old man just explained it? No? Guess not. Why do things always have to be done the hard way? Why can't I just speak my mind? Why must I constantly wait until my words are literally stinging me, destroying me, clawing to be let out of my mouth? I don't know if it will ever change.
Anyway, what have your dreams been like lately? Hopefully, they are a hell of a lot better than mine.
Feel free to share them in the comments, I'd love to hear them! Perhaps I could offer some insight as to what I think they may mean, if your interested. Or I can simply listen, either or.