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June 06, 2003

I dreamt of murder...

Dreams are strange. In my case, I dream storylines. Usually, they’re very cohesive and have a beginning and an end. I know this is different. Most of the time, when I remember them, I like my dreams.

Last night was different, though. Last night, I dreamt that I murdered someone. It wasn’t that the murder was all that wrong — I killed a nazi soldier who was trying to stop my wife and me from escaping Germany. It was the act of killing that disturbed me; that felt so real.

Yellow Dream #5, Agathe BennichI don’t know why dreams make us “feel,” and I probably never will, but I sure wish that they didn’t sometimes. And, I don’t know why I would dream of something like murder — it’s not like I’m thinking about it during my “awake” time. Dreams are an enigma. Some say they allow us to subconsciously process the things that we think and feel during the previous day. Some say that dreams are windows to what’s to come in our lives. Some say that dreams are a link to the spiritual world.

Dreams have been an integral part of many great men’s lives. But can we still, in this modern age, glean something meaningful from our dreams? One online dream interpretation dictionary loosely says that by killing someone, I may be trying to quit an old habit or that maybe I’m attempting to throw away something meaningful in my life. On the other hand, it could mean that I have some pent up hostility towards someone.

I don’t really think there is an interpretation. What I do know is that I didn’t like dreaming that I murdered someone. It’s not necessarily that I mind the subject matter, I just don’t like how it made me feel.

Posted at 11:50 am

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Comments (4):
Tim:

I know exactly what you mean. We wake, know it was a dream, but we’re left with the emotion of that dream – an extremely real phenomenon. Perhaps God has given us dreams exactly for this purpose – to give us a preview, if you will, of the emotion (guilt, remorse, ecstasy, happiness, peace, etc) we will experience if we do the said act in our “awake” world.

peder () (URL) - June 06, 2003 at 12:54 pm

That’s a good point, Peder. Dreams are a good preview of emotions that might happen in our “awake” life. I don’t know how my emotions would result from a real murder, but I do know that I felt bad enough after the dream murder. Interesting!

timsamoff () (URL) - June 06, 2003 at 1:11 pm

I know you have written this in 2003, but i have call to write you a little comment on your dream. I last night had a dream about murder, and have had similar reoccuring dreams for about 2 years. I stress it was a dream as at no point did i ever feel fear or stress. It began with me forcing my way througha house full of gang members. The weapon I was using was a 22 pistol. Unfortunately in my dream people were not dying! So I had to struggle through the house. I am in the army so it may have a few interpretations. But I have also spent most of the day checking that “matts not mad!”, hence how i came across your log (google is great!).
Even though I do have a strange occupation which to most may account for my dream, i cant see it really relating to my life.

Matt () - January 01, 2006 at 7:16 pm

I think many times we use the term murder for what is actually killing. To me there is a difference. For me the appropriate definition is the intentional killing of innocent life. For me the killing of a Nazi soldier to escape to another country or the killing of gang members who are holding hostage the innocent would not be in those categories of murder but would be killing. I do get what you are saying the act that you dreamt seemed disturbing and I do have compassion for you having such a troubling dream.

DH () - January 03, 2006 at 2:20 pm

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