On the 8th of February I had the following dream. It's been bothering me because, unlike other dreams I've had, I'm not sure what it means, and I can't seem to forget about it. This is the first time I've ever reached out to others for help in discerning the meaning behind a dream of mine.
(I should perhaps note that I am a man in his early 30's, and I am in my sixth year of true discipleship despite having been raised heavily in the church. I have had many strange supernatural events occur in my life since coming to know the Lord in late 2007.)
The dream is as follows:
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I was running from people chasing me. I found myself in a small wooden shed fighting hand-to-hand with a tall, strong nordic-looking fellow with blonde hair and was losing to him. I finally managed to crush his right eyeball with my thumb and ram something large down his throat. To make sure he definitely couldn't breath I blocked his nose. But another man in the shed told me that it wouldn't kill him because he didn't have to breath.
So I took off running again from my pursuers, but I saw that I was carrying the head of the nordic man with me along with some of his torso. Soon I found myself in a very large, sunny field where a big group of young people were playing some sort of game. Feeling the need to disguise myself, I transformed into a tall, blonde nordic-looking woman wearing a black evening dress. The head I was carrying became wrapped in a black cloth and I understood I was to be pretending he was my baby.
Someone came up to me, and at that very moment the head in my arms violently vomited up his own full-sized heart...
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...and that's when I woke up. There was more to the dream but that's all I can remember.
(I should perhaps note that I am a man in his early 30's, and I am in my sixth year of true discipleship despite having been raised heavily in the church. I have had many strange supernatural events occur in my life since coming to know the Lord in late 2007.)
The dream is as follows:
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I was running from people chasing me. I found myself in a small wooden shed fighting hand-to-hand with a tall, strong nordic-looking fellow with blonde hair and was losing to him. I finally managed to crush his right eyeball with my thumb and ram something large down his throat. To make sure he definitely couldn't breath I blocked his nose. But another man in the shed told me that it wouldn't kill him because he didn't have to breath.
So I took off running again from my pursuers, but I saw that I was carrying the head of the nordic man with me along with some of his torso. Soon I found myself in a very large, sunny field where a big group of young people were playing some sort of game. Feeling the need to disguise myself, I transformed into a tall, blonde nordic-looking woman wearing a black evening dress. The head I was carrying became wrapped in a black cloth and I understood I was to be pretending he was my baby.
Someone came up to me, and at that very moment the head in my arms violently vomited up his own full-sized heart...
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...and that's when I woke up. There was more to the dream but that's all I can remember.