Train Ride
I started on the first compartment of this Red-orange/Rust colored train. The inside was very plain, and I thought it was a boat at first. I walked down tot he end of this compartment and hopped to the next.
This one was different from the other. The passageway was narrower, and I could hear some voices and had this constant feeling that it was bad, "not supposed to be here" kinda bad. My first thought was that this was some drug place, don't know why though, just one of those feelings.
The next compartment was the same as the first, normal, dull. Then the one after that was basiclly the second compartment all over again. (Which I hurried through.)
Finnaly, I came to the last compartment at the end of the train. It was different. It was larger, or more hollowed out than the others, and I stood on the back of it, with the hatch open so I could see the roadway trailing behind us, and the traffic. This place had that same "not supposed to be here" feeling, and a really strong..atmosphere, I guess you would call it, yet it wasn't "bad" like the second compartment, it was more like...interesting.
Anyway, I suddenly got the feeling that someone I knew might see me or my parents and tried to hide as best I could. The best I got was lying down on the floor, which still didn't seem to hide me at all.
I don't remember clearly, but I think I started heading back to the front. [/b]
When we dream of Cars, it refers to the choices and directions we are taking in our lives. Sometimes we are in control and other times we are out of control.
But you are on a Train where you have absolutely no control at all. This would not be bad if the train were going to a Good Place, but you have all these anxieties and you know your family hates where this train is going.
I would conclude, then, that you are fatalistic regarding your future prospects. You are drifting through life allowing circumstances to carry you along. And these circumstances are trending toward the negative. You are slowly sinking into the Life Style of the decadent and the jaded. You are becoming a low life, and not by any choice, but because you are not bothering to choose any differently.
You need to assert yourself. You need to stop that train and get the heck off.
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