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Dream Interpretation / The Purple spider killed by a confident man
« on: July 16, 2013, 06:02:16 PM »
I need help with this dream: It started out in a house (not mine) during some kind of celebration.
Then I saw a brown garden spider in a web. I was scared of it and wanted to catch it and get it out of the house.
But every time I looked away it grew in size!
When I was about to trap it in a cup it crawled away into a crack and I was terrified not knowing where it went.
Eventually I found it on the beige carpet and by this time its round and large abdomen was a deep purple with a light purple sheen. It was not the hairy type.
It crawled calmly and slowly under a carbonate before I could get it.
The party continued with me being very anxious and afraid.
Then everyone saw it emerge: making its way calmly across the carpet.
It was a deep purple and it's body looked like a computer mouse with long spindly legs.
It was coming toward me but when I moved away it didn't follow. Actually it appeared to be attached to a track in the floor: a straight line across the carpet like it was a robot. Then one of the young men, holding a red party cup (which held alcohol I'm sure) stepped on the track right behind it, making it stop.
Then he stomped on it.
I hid behind a counter as I heard the horrible crunch and it screamed.
Afterward I did not feel relieved but quite sad.
Then I saw a brown garden spider in a web. I was scared of it and wanted to catch it and get it out of the house.
But every time I looked away it grew in size!
When I was about to trap it in a cup it crawled away into a crack and I was terrified not knowing where it went.
Eventually I found it on the beige carpet and by this time its round and large abdomen was a deep purple with a light purple sheen. It was not the hairy type.
It crawled calmly and slowly under a carbonate before I could get it.
The party continued with me being very anxious and afraid.
Then everyone saw it emerge: making its way calmly across the carpet.
It was a deep purple and it's body looked like a computer mouse with long spindly legs.
It was coming toward me but when I moved away it didn't follow. Actually it appeared to be attached to a track in the floor: a straight line across the carpet like it was a robot. Then one of the young men, holding a red party cup (which held alcohol I'm sure) stepped on the track right behind it, making it stop.
Then he stomped on it.
I hid behind a counter as I heard the horrible crunch and it screamed.
Afterward I did not feel relieved but quite sad.