A Dream of Reckoning

 

     A while back I had dreamt that I was roaming within a giant elementary school that was be taken over by demons that had escaped from hell through a portal somewhere in the school. I was in this school, walking around, observing the area. Everything was covered in blood and a weird decaying growth of flesh was attached to the walls, ceilings, and floors, it was spreading like vines. I was petrified here for there was no exit. The doors and windows were all shut tightly, there was no way in budging them open. As I continued to walk through this horror alone in the darkness with only what little sun rays were penetrating through the blood-stained windows, I looked behind, over my shoulder into the dark hallway I came from. My whole body was startled with fear as a tiny imp demon appeared and was running down the hallway after me. I jetted ahead as fast as I could away from it through these hopeless corridors, but then came the time when I ran around a corner into an open room and I stopped running. I said to myself, “No more, I can’t keep running,” and right after I said that, I jumped off from the floor and grew angelic wings and everything suddenly seemed to go in slow-motion. While I was still in the air, I twirled around to face the imp demon and suddenly, a golden sword, emanating light manifested itself with my right hand. Once this happened, time sped back to a normal flow, and right when the imp demon was a foot away from me, it stopped and cowered in fear as it saw I was about to smite it with my sword. I was going to do just that, too, but I stopped myself with my sword a centimeter away from slicing its body in half. I watched it for a second, its eyes were shut tight, too afraid to look at me. It was absolutely terrified of me, so, I pitied it and spared its life.

   
           My gaze then went from its pitiful face to behind it, back within the darkness of the hallway it came from; there were more imp demons coming my way. So, I immediately flew swiftly away from the horde and I actually found an open window that was left open enough just for me to fly through. Once I flew outside through the window, it was still daylight and I saw other windows left ajar, and because of this, demons were sneaking out through them into  the world. I was worried but with my new found powers, I wasn’t scared. I looked back at the window I flew out from and for some reason; I flew back inside and then quickly back outside. I did this quiet a few times for I was getting an adrenaline rush from it. These demons could not hurt me and so I flew in and out of their territory without fear; I felt I could take on any demon. I became a force to be reckoned with.

          The manifest content within this dream could be quiet simply due to horror video games I've played. One symbolism of demons in your dreams represents that you could be experiencing or inflicting fear, and to be chased in a dream can represent that you are avoiding a situation that you think impossible. Yet, I believe, the latent content in this seems to be related to my own underlying bullying issues that I've stood up too, and also, the ability to be courageous in the many faces of my own fears. The cognitive perspective to this? Unresolved social anxieties leads to a terrible trip within the dream realm, and besides that, don’t play horror games right before bed, and especially, don’t drink milk before you sleep. For if you do, nightmares await! Thankfully, I was strong enough to get out of this one. Phew.