Sehnsucht

I am a little child, and my father, my brother and me are climbing a mountain. My father looks like Doug from King of Queens, and my brother looks like Stewie from Malcom in the middle. So we are climbing the mountain, racing who will be first. It is evening, the sun is getting red. The mountain only has green grassland. We arrive at the top, it gets harder and harder to climb. Now, the grass is rainbow-colored, and on top of the mountain is a rainbow colored tree. I get up there first, and touch the tree. "Look at this coloring, there has to be gold under this tree!" But my father says "Leave it alone, let's go down again." I and my brother run down, my brother seems to really have fun.

Fuck this, my most common dream sign, and I don't get it. If I want to climb heights, or get into something really bad, a mysterious force stop me, and it gets harder and harder. I wonder if this is common.

I am at an elementary school at night. I look at the door from one class, and the teacher's names are written on it. Somehow I think that those are my old elementary teachers, and get away from that class. There are some delinquents around, throwing fireworks around. I spot a little child which looks like someone I know, and try to talk to him.

"Hey little one, do you happen to have a big brother called ML?"

"Yea, how do you know?"

"I know your brother from military, but sadly, after we dropped out, we didn't have contact with eacah other. Can you tell me where you live?"

"...No, you are a stranger."

"Ah, that's right. Then how about this, I will give you my telephone number, and when you get home, you tell your brother to call me, ok?2

"Alright!"

He takes out a gameboy, and tells me to dictate the number. We fail a quite a number of times, but in the end, it worked out.


I am surprised I got the number right in the end, and am mad that such a common dreamsign didn't strike me as odd.

I am at my old neighborhood, with my brother, a friend from military, and two guys I know from highschool. They are practicing boxing, and encourage me to do it too. I try it, first against a big guy from high school. I shake my fist around, and he laughs. He shows me the place on the head which I should aim for, at the side of the head behind the eye. I try it out, and strike him exactly there. He gets pissed, but is dizzy now, and can't win anymore. I fight the other highschool guy too, and the one from the military doesn't even want to, because he is scared of me. Then I am up against my brother. He is practicing boxing (in real life), so he should be strong. I can see it in his face and stance; the other ones were nervous and irritated, but my brother stands firm and is focused. I get to hit him a few times, but his endurance is far higher than mine. I rub my eyes, and suddenly my vision drops to the ground. I stagger around, my eyes are fixed to the ground and not under my control. I drop down, stand up again, wondering what'S going on. I remember that I had this before, my eyes in real life are opened. I try to close them, and spin around, but nothing helps, I wake up.