Last night I had my ninth nightmare in seven days. I won’t post them all in here, but most of them are about a creepy woman with one evil eye and a spastic arm pointing at me. I think they all share an awful lot of meaningful symbolism, and as far as I can deduce from them, I’ll have some more soon
The first one, which triggered it all, went like this:
In the local library I’m searching for clues (books I guess…) about LDing. At some point I come across a nonexisting file number. I search for the item in the archives and come up with a linen bag. In it I find three dolls (they all represent girls I think). Some girls try to get the dolls, but their mother keeps them in control… When I’m going back to my hotel, I first deal some drugs again with a couple of Nigerians in an elevator. I get about 20 grams of pure cocain for 2 euros
A bit later I see a gang of illegal immigrants who’re having an accident and who all get arrested afterwards. Later on, I get to see their mugshots, and one of them bears a striking resemblance with an old woman who seemingly lives right above me. Apparently there was something very strange about that woman: no one ever saw her, no one heard her, and her room was all dark and empty… Suddenly it strikes me how much the old woman resembles one of those dolls I had previously found in the library. Upon realizing that I suddenly wake up in shock (heavy and quick breathing, heart pounding like a racehorse) but soon afterwards I fall asleep again… and enter the same dream. Now I’m walking the local market with M. I’m telling him about my recent dream, when suddenly out of nowhere, the old woman appears around the corner. She’s fully covered in white silken clothes with her face halfly covered in a white shawl. She seems to hover over the ground, and eventually turns around, coming straight to my direction. She stretches her right arm, curls her fingers in a spasmic manner with her forefinger directly pointed at me. I could see only one eye… it was fixed on me with an such evil gaze! (it still gives me shivers when I think about it). No one but me seems to be able to see her… Luckily however I become prelucid for an instant, and I say to myself “well since this has to be a dream, nothing can happen… if I also stretch out my hand, her hand clearly must go straight through mine because she’s simply a ghost”. And so I do this… but it doesn’t work… her hand doesn’t go through mine and she simply touches me. This kept me thinking like “wow… so it isn’t a dream!” Next, she starts fighting with me, using chairs and tables to throw at me… Since no one else can see her, everyone merely sees how an invisible force lifts up those tables and chairs and throws them in the air (I get this impression when I noticed other people’s faces during the fight)… I try to calm her down, but to no avail… Eventually she gets tired and continues on her daily work, which is being a waitress in a fastfood restaurant. Apparently she has various complexes about her size, weight and social skills… she also has no contact at all with other people, except with a beautiful hawk. Another guy (a well known local politician… strange) keeps the hawk on his hand and he tells the woman to keep the hawk and cherish her. He says “don’t you miss the feeling of gliding your fingers through the hawk’s soft feathers?” After these words, she trembles… and starts to cry. She takes back the hawk, and I wake up…