Tuesday, December 4, 2007

running away

I've just reminisce about a chat i had with effa about dreams some time ago. I forgot how the conversation went there but it started leaning towards nightmares, and here are a couple nightmares I remember;

Nightmare 1
Age: 6-ish

I was amongst elves (in the image and colours of peter pan, some even had capes) in the night somewhere in the outskirts of a small english-ish town. We were planning to get to somewhere and our route crossed a farm-like area. I dont really remember the exact details but we had to run across the street without being spotted by a mean farmer who were out to shoot us with his shotgun. (Be informed i had, and still have a vivid imagination). So we started running, one by one to a safe spot beyond the back doors of the house. It came to my turn to run and then, pow! i got shot in the head. I actually remember feeling warm liquid dripping from my face. My elf friends managed to lift my head in dismay. This was when i realised they were all wearing peter pan's pointed hat, in various colours, ofcourse. Then as i died, i woke up. And i found that my mom turned the fan off and i was sweating, which explains the blood trickling sensation. It was pretty scary for a pre-schooler to dream of dying in that manner, i suppose. Thus qualifying this to be banked in my memory as a nightmare forever.

NIghtmare 2
Age: various points in my life

Since this nightmare happened multiple times revolving around a main pattern, i shall cut out the details. The main point was that i was going to be murdered with a sharp object (most often, stabbed by a knife) by a collection of dark phantoms, a doll and unknown creepy men. This ofcourse resulted in my attempt to outrun them or at least stay alive long enough till i'm rescued by my awakening. Main pattern, running. Away.

Soon after that, i got too old to be afraid of dying and scary looking monstrosities. I actually became a fan of scaring myself with horror books and movies just for fun. So i stopped having nightmares but i continued storing memories of unusual dreams under 'Weird Dreams'.

But there is a similarity in my previous nightmares involving the 'running away' activity. Effa thinks i may be running away from something. I, however, now doubt if i have anything really important to run away from at age 6, besides monsters. In my early teens, yeah, running away was a fad. Currently, it's definitely possible that i want to be not associated with something but i do detest 'running away'. It's quite, shall we say, cowardly. Not that i'm the bravest person in the world, but i think it's best to face things head on. Maybe i'm not entirely practicing what i preach. Hmm, there's a mission right there.