Anybody out there any good at dream analysis?
Sunday, March 6, 2005

First, some irl information you might need to know:
I hate going to dances,and plan not to go to prom. A friend of mine (megan) has been harrasing me to go to prom with her this year. I know two megans, megan and meaghan. Ice Cream Guys name is Fucktard. (well, not really. But hey...) Oh, and Fucktard and I were sort of dating for a while, but we broke up. Because he's a fucktard.

Ok, so here's my wacky dream:

It was prom night, and somehow megan had talked me into going. So we were in a hotel room. (i dunno why. Prom was in a hotel, so we got a hotel room, and we were getting ready there.) And I had spur-of-the-moment decided that I was going to go, so i didn't have a dress or an outfit. So we tore apart our suitcases (because apperently this prom in a hotel was also in another state that we had to do some serious traveling to get too. Mighta been Vegas) looking for something but we didn't have anything and we get the bright idea to go down to the gift shop to find a prom dress but they don't have my size (although I do find it interesting that they had prom dresses), and long story short we miss the whole prom.

WHILE this is going on there's also this sub-plot going on that has something to do with Fucktard asking some ugly, unpopular chick to prom to piss off his boss (but in so subtle a fashion that his boss will never know that he's supposed to be angry.) (Actually, I think this might be something that Fucktards gonna do in real life. Don't ask me how i know this, or why its in my dream, but whatever.) ANYWAYS, this date of fucktards spends a lot of the time on the phone with her mom (because she's the kind of girl who's very attached to her mother) and she's trying so hard to impress Fucktard and she thinks its going really well because Fucktard is using his wiles on her but I'm watching this and thinking, "This is not gonna end well."

So (even though we've missed prom) megan and I leave the hotel go on this quest to find me a prom outfit because, well, I dunno why, but we're on a quest goddamn it and we're gonna find me an outfit (we never do). So we go to a whole bunch of other hotel gift shops looking for a dress, but they won't let us in because we don't go to those hotels or something.

Night falls. We go to target. Megan morphs into Meaghan. So I'm in target looking at hair dye (oh yeah, my hair has been doing all sorts of funky stuff. It grows to shoulder length, and gets black and brown streaks in it. It looks really bad though, so I'm looking for a way to cover it up) so I'm looking for hair dye and the world collapses. The walls fall down and the world outside has become this barren wasteland. Eveybody is dead or missing excpet me and some randome target salesman (who is gay and has rainbow streaks in his hair) and eventually he goes away too.

Then God shows up. I'm dead serious. God. And he's this really gross, worn down old man dressed in rags. Jesus shows up and he's this little kid. But he's also really greasy and dressed in rags. There was a third thing there (person isn't the right word), but it just sort of lurked in the shadows and was creepy.

My memory of this dream has been fairly solid up to this point, but here it gets sort of wierd. Jesus is doing something to a wall. Digging through it or something. Its really, really hard work, physicaly, and for some reason emotionaly as well. God sits all hunched up next to me on a rock and grunts at Jesus that he's waisting his time, or doing it wrong or something. God just sits there and harrasses him. And i can tell that this is really hard on Jesus because he never complains or anything so I ask him why he's doing it. And jesus says "Because I have to. I've done this 213 times already." (not sure if that was the number. I remmer it being 200 and something. Maybe 243) And i just got this really profound feeling. Like I was watching something really exceptional happening. But all that was going on was some old guy was harrasing some little kid who was scratching at a wall and beating it with a sledgehammer.

It was strange. Someone should explain it to me, because I really don't understand. I wish I could remember that last part better, because something really exceptional happend. I don't think God spoke to me or anything like that, (i'm not religious, but If i thought that God had talked to me i wouldn't deny it)

So yeah, please, someone help me out with that.


Wednesday, March 9, 2005 2:54 PM


Nah. And even if I do, they're gonna go away now. Because they have too, because he is too messed up for me to want to get myself tangled up in.

Tuesday, March 8, 2005 7:04 PM


Maybe you still have feelings for him, after all.

Tuesday, March 8, 2005 2:59 PM


don't worry, don't worry. Sheesh, I'm not gonna fall for that beleve you me.

A had another dream last night were i told him "I love you." *cringe* jesus christ, wtf is wrong with my subcounsios these days?

Tuesday, March 8, 2005 10:07 AM


Ack! No! Don't believe him. He's fucktard, remember?

Monday, March 7, 2005 9:41 PM


Now, Ebo, don't fall into that common trap of most women! You know... "I like sensitive guys in touch with their emotions... except that they're all wimps!"

Monday, March 7, 2005 7:44 PM


Wow! He actually called back! I didn't expect that! Anyways, we had this really long soul-bearing conversation and the quote "I've seen you without your clothes on before, never did think I'd see you naked." comes to mind.

This is so random. And i'm not sure if i beleve him or not...but jesus christ... he was sort of pathetic.

Monday, March 7, 2005 7:34 PM


Hey, Ebo, did you talk to him about how he is pissing you off? Maybe he just doesn't understand?

Monday, March 7, 2005 4:07 PM


Alright, here are my responses to the ideas (thanks everybody by the way).

As to the fucktard/jesus thing. I really don't think that was the case, as the jesus in my dream was a little kid. But hey.

As to prom, I'm only a sophmore so this wont be my last chance to go to prom. (although megan is a senior. So it will be my last time to go and hang out with her.)

As to my relationship with the megans, Megan is my best friend, meaghan was my best freind in middle school. Neither work at coldstone, and i've never dated either one.

(Wow. This is a random little subtext, but Fucktard just callled me. From work. Like, he's ringing up customers and on the phone with me. I guess his boss came back though, so goes, "I gotta go, but I'll call you later." DUDE! We broke up! Didn't we? I don't understand this guy.)

Monday, March 7, 2005 5:46 AM


I went to prom...got stood up (yeah me!) and went with a friend (much more fun than a date). I hear ya on the pointless part. anyhoo, dream time:

I don't have anything to add seeings how I think TRM is right. It is a relationship dream. I agree that what your dream showed as the Trinity was actually pieces of you. Not saying Grey is wrong, as I know nothing about dream interpretation. His explanation is just as valid.

Monday, March 7, 2005 5:19 AM


Well, if Ice Cream Guy played Jesus in a play, then maybe he is Jesus in your dream, trying very hard to break down the wall between you two, like he has tried before. You, Ebo, are God, telling him that it's pointless. The shadowy figure is your doubt that maybe you want to give him another chance after all. The gay Target salesman? Perhaps your alternative choice to Ice Cream Guy, that is, your own feelings toward your girlfriends (not sure if either Megan is one of your Ice Cream Girls, but I'm guessing yes).

All guesses, of course. Then again, the other ideas sounded good, too. I'm not particularly religious myself, but somehow this could connect to religious feelings or doubts that you have.

Seems to me that you are pretty focused on this guy, though. With him and your girlfriends as major players in this dream, it sounds like a relationship dream.

When you hear an idea that seems to click, then that's probably it.

Or it could be a wacky dream. They don't all necessarily have deep meaning.

The Real Me

Monday, March 7, 2005 5:15 AM


I kinda dig Grey's take on this, but I'll throw $.02 at it. If this is the senior prom AKA your last year of high school, well guess what?, your world, as you know it, is about to end. Time to move foward and see what's on the other side of the wall. Real life is about to begin, and you're smart enough to realize that in the scope of everything, prom is pointless. Maybe you arn't sure that you are ready for real life and are seeking or at least hoping for some help. Though you aren't religious, you see god as a source of potential help(though he seems completely uninvolved, this IS the role you gave him)
Hope you find all the color still exsist on the other side of that wall. Of course it's been years since I actually used that psych degree so I could be completely off my nut.

Sunday, March 6, 2005 7:56 PM


Sorry Ebo, was having some posting problem, now it works...back to the topic!
Your dream seems to reflect your idea of prom as pointless. You spend more time looking for a dress and hair dye than you'll probably spend at the prom. The world crumbles while you're still trying to ready your self, even though you've already missed it. Prom really is over done, JMHO.

About the religious part, sometimes the people in our dreams are ourselves. You may be feeling pressured as a teenager. Maybe God and Jesus is really the battle of wills or conflict in your mind, an obstacle you're trying to overcome. One part of you telling yourself what a waste of time, while at the same time you think, no I have to do this. What ever it is you may feel like it's self sacrifice, hence the Jesus reference.

Sunday, March 6, 2005 7:55 PM


Er, testing?

Sunday, March 6, 2005 7:31 PM


Yup! What Grey said! Especially about the trinity!

Sunday, March 6, 2005 5:50 PM


Well, the beginning is the harder, for me, to draw meaning from. It might all be an expression of your anger at Fucktard. You, as is healthy for any girl your age, wish him ugly girls that don't like him. Because he screwed up in dealing with you. I am left to assume Megan and Meghan are your close friends? And hair is a constantly changing feature in girls in high school.

But for the crazy part...maybe God is trying to talk to you. The third being could very well be a representation of the Holy Spirit, part three of the Holy Trinity of the Christian faith. The fact that there was a third part of the group, and didn't recognise it speaks to this possibility further. Now, to be fair, I am a religious, spiritual person. Perhaps the gross greasy appearance has to do with your view of religion or Christianity in general. Many kids your age see the church as liars and hypocrits, like greasy car salesmen. And the Holy Spirit is the most misunderstood of the Trinity, even within the Church. Perhaps there have been 213, or 243, times when God has tried to pierce the walls you have built up around yourself. Though don't see God as having given up on you when Jesus has not. God might have been saying that for your benefit. "Why do you keep trying?" "Because I have to." It's what He was sent down to earth for, to save us. That's my take.

But I'm crazy and/or prophetic and spiritual/religious.


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