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Abe_the_Cop

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A little while ago I had a nightmare that I was the leader of  a U.S. special operations task force, we had infiltrated a large city, it appeared to be Chicago, and had worked our way behind enemy lines. I was the leader of this team and we were assigned the task of infiltrating the city, working back behind enemy lines, securing some important information, and then we were to make our way to an extraction point. The sky was blood red the buildings were empty, their windows broken, cars, buses, taxis and other abandoned vehicles were strewn over the roads some were burning some were just deserted. The city's inhabitants were either dead or gone and the only presence in the city was the enemy military forces. As we neared the inner portions of city we encountered a large number of hostile forces and were immediately engaged we began to fire back and I commanded my team to enter a nearby skyscraper so that we wouldn't be out in the open. There were six of us, counting myself, and at least seventy of them, the hostile forces, as I made my way to the building I ran out of ammunition and came across one of my men severely wounded lying on the ground near the building so I quickly grabbed him and pulled him inside with me. Upon entering the building I began to assess the situation, quickly as we were still being actively engaged, I turned to address my men but they were all dead. The man I had dragged into the building with me however was still alive and his primary weapon was in working condition, so I scooped him up and took his assault rifle, and ran as fast as I could to the stairs to gain some high ground as well as hide to ambush the hostile forces coming after us. As I made my way up the stairs I could hear enemy helicopters circling the building, they fired repeatedly and the building begins to burn and fall apart. The ceilings started collapsing and falling down in large chunks of steel and concrete, and enemy forces were patrolling the outside streets in the surrounding area searching for me, hunting me down intent on killing me. A large piece of ceiling comes crashing down in front of me and I hear a groan, I stop and look at the man I had dragged into the building with me, he is now dying, I set him down and talk to him, as he is about to die, I try to comfort him but cannot and he dies there in my arms. I continue up the stairs as I can't go outside, due to the enemy forces in the streets, and an enemy task force is sent into the building to hunt me down and kill me to insure that I can't make contact with my superiors, I can hear them coming so I lay down near the top of the stairs and get a bead on them and open fire. I kill several of them but then run out of ammunition, so I quickly start running up the rest of the stairs looking for anything that I could use to my advantage.  The dream flashes to outside the building the world is literally ending in war helicopters are bombarding the city missiles are flying everywhere buildings are being leveled, the sky is dark red, and meteors begin falling from the sky crashing into building and roads, I make it about midway up the building and then I wake up terrified, realizing that I was having a nightmare and these things weren't real. I comfort myself thinking that the nightmare is over because I have waken up so I fall back asleep, and boom I'm right back were I left off midway up the building. I can hear the task force approaching I turn to run up another flight of stairs but as I do a large piece of ceiling comes crashing down and severs the next flight of stairs in two and I cannot go any further. Right as the enemy forces reach my level a large section of a steel support falls and impales me, but I am not dead yet. Unable to move, or do anything I watch the enemy forces approach me, upon reaching me their commander laughs at me and they turn and leave me there to bleed out, which I do shortly thereafter and die. This is where the second ending of this dream takes place after I bled out there was nothing for what seemed like five seconds and then the dream begins again and I find myself alive and at the midway point of the building once more. I can again hear the enemy strike team they have just reached my level and I am weaponless, unarmed, and upon seeing me they open fire and kill me. Again about five seconds pass and I am back at the same point of the dream and still weaponless, the enemy task force has just reached my level but they don't kill me, they instead take me prisoner and escort me out of the building. As I leave the building the city is ablaze and heaps of rubbish lay where once great buildings stood, I am brought to the enemy camp and am tortured and questioned. Once their commander is done questioning me he takes a knife in one hand and a sword in the other he  approaches me and rams the knife into my gut through my intestines and forces it up through to my chest he then takes the sword and beheads me. Thats when I woke up in a cold sweat. I remember the hostile forces looked like Americans despite the fact that I was a U.S. special operations team leader, another thing I'm not sure what happened exactly in that city we infiltrated but it was devastated and something in the dream made me aware that the same thing was happening all around the world. I would really like an interpretation of this nightmare, and any help anyone could provide would be greatly appreciated.

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Re: An apocalyptic nightmare with three different consecutive endings
« Reply #1 on: January 26, 2011, 10:35:21 AM »
Abe_the_Cop – There is a great deal of information in your dream that somehow you ignored and didn’t use. For instance you died three times and yet were unhurt and survived to die again.

Also the different endings showing you that you were attempting to deal with a huge conflict in different ways – you and the enemy – and yet it never occurred to you that you had never been hurt, and so why continue fighting? Why create so much struggle and emotion about nothing?

The dream is a typical case of you not realising the difference between waking and dream life. Here is a dream showing someone just beginning wake up to how to use dreams.

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On going indoors the man, now as a police inspector, led me down to the basement, and pointing to the corner of the room (that I had used as a darkroom) asked me how, “That got there?”

I forget what it was, but felt unjustly accused. The inspector got two toughs to hold me and was going to drill my teeth out with a hand drill, and beat me. I was terrified and fought back, kicking one in the testicles, but could not break away.

Then I feigned madness and regression to childhood to avoid further torture. Seeing this, one of them led me away to a house to kill me. I set upon him and knocked him out, took his gun, thought of killing him, but did not.

Being free, I wondered what to do. Where to go to get away. Go back with the gun, or what? Suddenly I thought I had better go back and hand myself over again. In a flash, as soon as this was decided, I saw through the whole set-up. The thugs felt that they were part of a huge crime organisation, worldwide in scope. Like the war underground resistance, no section that knew other than their leader. But in fact their leader had no higher authority than himself. So I went back, gave them the gun. They rushed me but I made no effort to struggle. This shocked them far more deeply than any attempt to escape. I then explained that I was no longer afraid, because I saw how petty and futile they were. This broke their power and the dream finished.

The dreamer had begun to realise that the only power the ‘enemy’ had over him was fear. Without fear there was nothing that could hurt him, and so their plan to kill him was of no use.

You might then think, “Yes but that is only a dream, and dreams don’t mean anything.” But they do. Your dream is facing you with a conflict about the break up of the world you knew. It shows it as the ‘end of the world’! That is real, and how will you face it – by killing and fighting to the death? But all you are fighting is the fear of change – massive change.

As you learn the wisdom of your dream – you cannot die – as a way of dealing with your dream world, it begins to alter the way you deal with the waking world. Believe me, I was all fight and cruelty, but as I entered my dreams and learnt what they were teaching me, the anger and cruelty fell away. Yes, FELL away.

Because there is so much to learn, and I cannot quote it here, I suggest you look at http://dreamhawk.com/dream-encyclopedia/what-we-need-to-remember-about-dreaming/ and http://dreamhawk.com/dream-encyclopedia/example-15-life-changes/

Tony