Memorable Dreams
I'm sitting on my grandparents couch. My uncle is next to me along with the girl I'm dating a another whom in the dream i know. I decide to walk down the hill from there house and find my friend and his brother digging at the turn to the main road. I asked what they were doing and they responded "digging" plain and simple. I walk closer and notice that everywhere they dig there is a bulge of water coming out of the holes. It does not leave the holes but it is very deep and flowing quite rapidly. I fell in one and managed to grab the side of the hole and pull myself out. The water felt weird, very aerated. I walk back up to the house and sit on the table under the tree in the front yard. The girl that i knew in the dream, (note: she was extremely beautiful. Dark brown hair, chestnut eyes, olive skin, and an absolutely perfect body), storms out of the house crying. I try to ask what is wrong and she yells at me saying, "you dont even know how bad your fucking up with me." I say, "im sorry but Krystal was here first and I cant drop her like that." She then responds, "What the hell are you talking about? You and Krystal havnt been together for years and you and you and i have been together for almost 2!" then she walked away and i woke up. looked at the clock and i had only been asleep for an hour.
Interesting dream: It was a warm day. The sun burned softly on the skin. In a place that I've never known, people with faces I cannot see. As the heat rises we head for the pool. It wasn't ordinary. There was no water but an invisible force slid me around the curves as if it were a wave. After a short time of laughter, an old man approaches myself and the group of faceless people. He say that myself along with 2 of the others need to follow him. We follow him into the house and through a long hall way and emerge on a snow capped mountain. I turn around and I'm still at the same house. The old man is gone and I notice three white rails running parallel to the snow on the ground. They had no supports, they just floated as if it was there purpose. Before I realized what I was doing I was standing on one of the rails and was propelled away from the house. Frightened I noticed one of the other rails had an upward bend and when I approached it I grabbed hold. But I broke it instead of stopping and fell of the rail I was on into snow that seemed to be infinitely deep. I feel two pairs of hands reach in and pull me out. It was the two faceless people I was with but now they had a certain familiarity to them. As if I knew who they were even without seeing them. We walk back toward the house and notice a set of stairs leading downward. Out of curiosity we proceed to descend the stairs and come to a platform. The old man appears again and says, "this is the last test of life. Jump and the decision will be made." Unsure of what he meant I started to step back. The other two quickly ran off the edge. With a sudden compulsion I do the same. Now I'm at a home I recognize. Sitting on the porch is my grandfather. A much younger version but I still knew it was him. He sits next to me and I realize he has a gun to my head. He says to me, "the only way to know if you fear death is to face death." I turn to to him and say, "it has to be done." He pulls the trigger. Now I'm somewhere entirely different then I've ever seen before. I'm on a paved road cut into perfect squares as far as the eye can see. Every other 4 squares in any direction had a tree growing out of it with a soft glow of light emulating out of them. To my left the world I'm seeing drops off into a cloud of darkness that seems to be aggressively trying I escape itself. I'm greeted by a man. He says to me, "Welcome. Having appeared on this side you have passed the test. Everything on this side represents the good in everything. Everything you see to your left represents the evil in everything. The line of good and evil is narrowly defined. The only way to determine the path you followed is to concur your inner evil and face death without fear. For that you are here." We start to walk down the road, guided by the trees. Then I wake up. What does this mean?