The following post relates scenes recalled from a night of dreaming. Personal thoughts manifest at one point as a side shot. Read the entire post for further understanding.
Dream, December 26th, 2009
Three scenes recalled, the explanation of the first dreams is given in the last scene. More scenes were given, but not recalled.
Scene #1: Fighting a Persistent Enemy
In a muddy field, a line of circular fighting holes are dug. The holes form a straight line. Periodically, the soldiers pop up and fire at a line of advancing enemy soldiers.
The men in the fighting holes wear uniforms similar to American soldiers of World War II. The advancing men are dressed like English infantry of the American Revolution.
The defenders kill the enemy leading the line each time they come up. Then, they duck back down again. The next enemy takes the lead. The enemy tries to aim. Then the cycle started over.
Eventually, the enemy realized they could not succeed. So, the employed mortars. The defenders saw the shells coming. One of the defenders ran to an underground bunker via a tunnel opening in the bottom of his fighting hole.
Scene #2: Underground Bunker Collapse
Inside the bunker, the man looks up. The ceiling heaves and pulses as if taking a deep breathe. Then it collapses.
(Now comes my mind's insertion)
Looking at this imminent collapse, I wonder "What would I do?" The dream does not flow smoothly here. There is a space of blackness. This is like someone changed reels on the projector, or advanced to the next slide in a slide show. In this brief interjected scene, I see myself yelling up some stairs, "Go back up! It's coming down!" The people keep advancing. Their is some confusion, but it is all too late.
A second space of empty screen occurs, and I return to the man in the bunker. He is buried. Sections of roof are piled like potato chips where the bunker floor once was.
Scene #3: Soldier with Broken Leg
(Note that there is no blank space, no black void or other transition between the end of scene #2 and the beginning of Scene #3. The transitions are smooth.)
I am a soldier. I have broken my left leg. I use just one crutch under my left arm to get along. I fall exiting a door, and in another place as well. But, I get up by myself. No one helps.
I am a student. In my computer programming class, I am behind. Poor attendance produced some zeros and some C grades. Now there are just two months remaining before the end of the class, and I have to give all I have to pass. The instructor is not favorable toward me.
I leave the class and set down my olive drab green backpack. It is military, but with several pockets on the back. This resembles a climber's bag more than a soldier's. Sitting, I hear the previous dream scenes explained.
(I remember only the mortar & bunker scene)
The mortars represent the work of the enemy. This is an increased attack based on their failure to succeed in direct assault.
When the roof fell on the soldier, a liquid began to pour in. It is the result of the bomb that hit. Having survived, it is not correct to believe the attack is over. Liquid from the bomb will continue to leak in for a month.
Reason for this Post:
There are two different dream image sources included in this dream: First, a legitimate dream which teaches about spiritual warfare. The part recalled warns that, when the enemy fails to succeed in a direct assault (the line of attacking redcoats), they will increase the attack (mortar shells). Second, the dream warns that when an attack strikes, the danger does not pass immediately. Dangerous runoff will continue to require clean-up.
The second source was my own mind. Due to fear of death in the bunker, and due to "desire to be a hero", my own mind inserted one scene. This false insertion is recognized by two characteristics: First, as mentioned above, there is a break in the continuity of the dream. Even in dreams with multiple scenes, as in the above, transitions flow smoothly. Second, I feel my own mind working. There is a distinct feeling of the mind 'kicking in'. In the other parts of the dream, in which I passively observe, there is no such feeling.