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I was standing on a cliff. There was a building to my left where we (the survivors) were trying to to organize our plans and figure out a way to continuing living through the hard conditions. The setting was apocalyptic- very deserty, with buildings burned out and scraps of debris everywhere. There were cliff faces jutting up in random places across the view. It was always a dark, volcanic sky. Satan was on the earth and there were other demonic beasts that were unleashed as well. One monster was very large. I never was able to see it but in my mind it resembled king kong in size.
I turned to go into the building when this very large monster came and tore it apart, grabbing a woman who was apparently kin to me and throwing her over the cliff. It did not see me. I was distraught about the woman I knew, though there were many more people in the building that died. The monster left and I walked toward the what was left of the building. I stepped over the bodies and rummaged my way through the debris to a table, pulled open one of its drawers and there, concealed in plastic, was papers with the name David spelled out on the front. I knew that this was a form of "adoption" papers. David was my child. I saw (in my mind) the image of where he was- a building hidden in the rock where, apparently, the adults left all the children to be safe. I had memories that came to me at this point. I realized I had been trying to get David back to me, to be allowed to come with me, for three years. He, was my child but had never been allowed to be with me. Again, it was like I had been going in the past three years through a form of adoption. I stood up and walked out of the rubble and began to make my way toward where David was. I was desperate to get him, but not out of fear more than out of a desire to just have him in a sense that he is finally mine. I walk for a long way through this dry desert, not sand but just dry, cracked dirt. I notice in the distance two figures. As I get closer I see one of them is Satan, the other is Jesus. It becomes obvious that they are brothers. Jesus is not glorified, but is in the simple form of a man. Satan is not human- he had large, twisting ram horns and a mouth like a dragon. His body was in the shape of the Beast (if anyone has seen beauty and the beast) but he was very hard skinned with no fur and he was dressed for war. Satan was yelling at Jesus and throwing a fit. Threatening him and telling him that he was going to kill him. Jesus just stood there. Satan was arguing and trying to force Jesus to give him the earth, Jesus was saying no. Satan took out his sword and placed it all the way down Jesus' throat, saying "You're just a man. I can kill you and you will die and have no right to this world. Give it to me now!" Jesus was calm and unhurt and simply said "No." It was as if Jesus was the older brother and had the right to the world but satan wanted it and was at war with his brother to get him (Jesus) to give it to him. Kind of like a birthright.
I was not scared and I just walked by them after watching for awhile. I walked on for another long time until I was able to see the house set in the rock face, it was probably a 400 yard distance. I was very excited to get David, as he would finally be mine, and take him with me. I took out my papers and started running toward the house. The closer I got the more desperate I was to get him out of there and the anticipation turned into a fear for his safety. In my mind I was allowed to see him in the house and what he was doing. He was at a table with the other children and he was showing them something that he had made. He look around the age of ten or eleven. Then, when I was about twenty feet away, the rock-face started collapsing onto the house. The house was destroyed and everyone in it died. I turned away from it, knowing David was killed as well. I walked away from it back towards where I had come, knowing with intent that I was going out there to starve and die.
I woke up.
help?
This is the third nightmare in a row that I have had, each one of the nightmares having lots of fear in them- not an anticipatory fear, but a hopelessness and inescapable fear. I don't know what to do. I don't know what they mean, if anything.
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I turned to go into the building when this very large monster came and tore it apart, grabbing a woman who was apparently kin to me and throwing her over the cliff. It did not see me. I was distraught about the woman I knew, though there were many more people in the building that died. The monster left and I walked toward the what was left of the building. I stepped over the bodies and rummaged my way through the debris to a table, pulled open one of its drawers and there, concealed in plastic, was papers with the name David spelled out on the front. I knew that this was a form of "adoption" papers. David was my child. I saw (in my mind) the image of where he was- a building hidden in the rock where, apparently, the adults left all the children to be safe. I had memories that came to me at this point. I realized I had been trying to get David back to me, to be allowed to come with me, for three years. He, was my child but had never been allowed to be with me. Again, it was like I had been going in the past three years through a form of adoption. I stood up and walked out of the rubble and began to make my way toward where David was. I was desperate to get him, but not out of fear more than out of a desire to just have him in a sense that he is finally mine. I walk for a long way through this dry desert, not sand but just dry, cracked dirt. I notice in the distance two figures. As I get closer I see one of them is Satan, the other is Jesus. It becomes obvious that they are brothers. Jesus is not glorified, but is in the simple form of a man. Satan is not human- he had large, twisting ram horns and a mouth like a dragon. His body was in the shape of the Beast (if anyone has seen beauty and the beast) but he was very hard skinned with no fur and he was dressed for war. Satan was yelling at Jesus and throwing a fit. Threatening him and telling him that he was going to kill him. Jesus just stood there. Satan was arguing and trying to force Jesus to give him the earth, Jesus was saying no. Satan took out his sword and placed it all the way down Jesus' throat, saying "You're just a man. I can kill you and you will die and have no right to this world. Give it to me now!" Jesus was calm and unhurt and simply said "No." It was as if Jesus was the older brother and had the right to the world but satan wanted it and was at war with his brother to get him (Jesus) to give it to him. Kind of like a birthright.
I was not scared and I just walked by them after watching for awhile. I walked on for another long time until I was able to see the house set in the rock face, it was probably a 400 yard distance. I was very excited to get David, as he would finally be mine, and take him with me. I took out my papers and started running toward the house. The closer I got the more desperate I was to get him out of there and the anticipation turned into a fear for his safety. In my mind I was allowed to see him in the house and what he was doing. He was at a table with the other children and he was showing them something that he had made. He look around the age of ten or eleven. Then, when I was about twenty feet away, the rock-face started collapsing onto the house. The house was destroyed and everyone in it died. I turned away from it, knowing David was killed as well. I walked away from it back towards where I had come, knowing with intent that I was going out there to starve and die.
I woke up.
help?
This is the third nightmare in a row that I have had, each one of the nightmares having lots of fear in them- not an anticipatory fear, but a hopelessness and inescapable fear. I don't know what to do. I don't know what they mean, if anything.
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