the panther-dream is one that I’ve had a few times…:F that’s not to say it is good or bad…
had one last night, and it brought back the memory of the other one I remember.
while in the shower I assessed the reason for panthers in my dreams. they represent
the result-of-love, versus love itself. after figuring that out, my dreams made a whole lot more
sense.
in the eddie-panther-dream, he and I were living in an encampment of sorts. it was in the middle
of nowhere, surrounded by lots of nothing, but it was full of somethings. the houses were little
huts made of bamboo, raised many feet above the ground to keep the people inside safe from
the wandering panthers. in the eddie-dream, panthers were -very bad-, not in the least bit good.
in the instance in which my dream occured, eddie was gone (stepped out, would be back) and
I was waiting for him, think I was either hungry or had to go to the bathroom, so I climbed out of
the safe hut to do something important and saw that there were panthers everywhere, they’d
invaded the encampment and were destroying everything, along with some men who’d brought
them. I tried to escape by jumping back up into the hut I shared with eddie, and running to the
bathroom (bathrooms are also symbolic in my dream. the only true safe place to be. oh, and I
guess I was hungry, and that’s why I left the hut, since we had a bathroom in our hut.) anyway,
I shut the door and locked it and pulled out a drawer so the door wouldn’t open if the lock was
broken, but the panthers managed to get in anyway. Eddie came home (a little late) and I woke
up dead.
the dream I had last night was about Emotion, my furcadian husband. last night I also went through
some jealousy issues cause of emo doing things with someone else and I finally came to terms with
my feelings toward him and let him go. which is why I had the dream about him.
we were travelling through a sorta grassy/nature-esque area, with water/ponds and the entire
place was absolutely ridden with panthers.
one thing I also deduced was the setting/area of the dream is a representation of love. not the product
of he love, but love.
the panthers scared me, though they didn’t seem particularly volatile, so Emotion carried me on his
back while we walked through the area. the panthers seemed to be completely at ease with Emo,
and I stopped being scared of them (while on his back) but was still too nervous to actually walk
beside him. we finally got to a place where we had to go straight up and stick our feet into crevices,
and pull ourselves up. was very scary, and the walls were covered in slime and smelly stuff and
dead skunk juices an stuff. in the entire dream, emo and I didn’t communicate by speaking, rather
by almost telepathic means…we just seemed to know what we were thinking/feeling. so emo
started up the incline after taking me off his back, and encouraged me with his thoughts so I
could follow him and not lose my footing. I trusted myself and started up, and when the sides got
scarier and slimier I saw him almost lose his footing which scared me cause how could I do it if he
almost slipped? but it was ok, and I made it -by myself- to a sort of plateau area…very odd place, grassy,
and there were a lot of people there. emo and I settled ourselves in a spot, and then he leaned over
and unzipped my pants, then stuck his hand inside (which caused me to move away and get scared,
cause there were people around and I wasn’t expecting it), which he’d threatened to do at some point
(and I ‘remembered’ it as he did it) but not in awake-land, in my dream I remembered he’d threatened.
He laughed at my response, reminding me of his threat, and I glared/whatever at him and then my
dad woke me up to take a shower (cause water was gonna be off soon)
so yea.
that’s what I dreamed last night. the emo-dream.
:F
might post more stuff later tonight.
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