Punk Gang Fight (2006-02-19) - The Dark Side - A Look into the Dream World

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Punk Gang Fight [2/19/2006]

I had this dream Sunday morning after watching Alien Resurrection Saturday night. I was in a house, presumably mine. Someone knocked at the door, so I went and answered it only to find that it was a group of about 6 guys and a girl or two who were after me. The barged in with some large cases of weapons and basically surrounded me. I looked around for something I could defend myself without attracting any attention to what I was doing.

I don't recall what they were saying, but they basically were telling me that I either do something for them or they would kill me. I pulled out a very sharp katana and prepared to fend myself. The steped back a little and tried to convince me that my sword wouldn't be a match for them and their guns. But I planned to outsmart them in that case.

Somehow I created a sense of confusion between them and they started talking to each other about what the other was trying to do. At that moment their eyes weren't on me and I dashed between two of them and came out behind one of the guys. They didn't notice just yet, and I planned my attack.

I swung my sword at one guy who stood in front of me facing the other direction. The sword sliced cleanly from his right shoulder and down below his left arm. I swung once more and it slice from his right collar bone all the way through his mid section. It basically turned him into three pieces.

Next I knew they would rush for their weapon boxes, so as they noticed what was happening, I ran around and put two slices from corner to corner and one from side to side through each of the two weapon cases they had. It was like slicing through warm butter, and only thin lines indicated just how destroyed the items inside really were.

The others were shocked at how I managed it undetected and a few bolted for the door while I killed one more and another guy tried to act tough with a battle axe he had on him. He lunged at me in an attempt to overcome, but I blocked his axe with my katana and eventually the sword sliced through his forearms and through the axe blade with little trouble. He fell over dead and I went to concentrate on what exactly was inside of these cases that I just sliced through.

One case had a ticking sound eminating from it, and I quickly confirmed the bomb that had been set inside it. In a moment, I had disabled the bomb. After that I looked around to see what I should do next. A woman was standing there and I noticed that she had been with this group of guys, but somehow either my skill or cause prompted her to join my side. I told her to do something and then I ran outside and tried to stop the guys from leaving.

I ran out into the field in front of where the guys had their vehicles parked and tried to attack them, but they were quick to get in their trucks and pull out. One truck had some kind of boat on top of it that stuck out way in front and I was just about to clear it when the truck pulled backwards and turned the front of this boat into me. I fell over onto the ground and lay there. They then took off onto the road and drove off.

I decided I couldn't do anything more now and looked the other way where I saw a school and a playground further north in the field. I walked over there and saw the kids playing. A boy came up to me and I knew him to be my son. And somehow I also knew that his mother was dead -- possibly by the same people who came to attack me. I gave him a hug and assured him that everything was alright and then told him to go back to playing with the other kids.

I looked back towards the house and this great emotional weight just set on me and I felt like crying but nothing came and I just set down on the ground with my legs curled under me and then I started to weep. At this moment I also woke up.

There are a lot of symbols that appear to be relating to some inner anger or other suppressed feelings. The guy with the axe, the bomb ticking, the boat, the playground, the sword, the children -- It all points to some anger or struggle and my desire to escape this tension. I have some idea what tension it's refering to but I'm not certain.

This dream is currently: Solved

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