Death
I was going to die. This was a strange, strange dream that left me with a somewhat empty feeling inside. I had some kind of illness which was going to lead me to die pretty soon. I don't know for sure what it was, or how it would kill me, but my family and I knew I was going to die and there was nothing that could be done. I wasn't panicking or anything. I was at peace, even if a little sad about the whole thing, as I felt bad for my family. I won't like - I felt it'd be great to keep on living, but since there wasn't much to be done I wasn't desperate. My family, specially my brother, weren't as understanding. They kept trying to make me happy, but I knew they only did it because they wanted to be with me as long as I was around.
I remember once going somewhere with my brother. It seems it was a huge, modern cemetery. As grim as it might sound, I believe we were picking the place I'd be buried. IRL, I don't give a damn about cemeteries. The concept is pointless for me, but there I didn't seem to think this way, or at least not so much as RL. Anyway, it was kinda sad as we walked around and talked and checked out the place. At some point, something strange started to happen. I saw a shadow move by - I knew it was some kind of ghost. It quickly got out of my sight, but my brother seemed to follow it, even though it was invisible to me - he could see the dead. He pretended not to, but the shadow/ghost wasn't good at all, and since I was already fragile, he started doing something. I suddenly started breathing heavily, and my brother had to take me away from that place.
Now, what happens next is both transforming and confusing. I find out that a change of attitude would save me from death. Apparently, there would be some dieing, somehow, but mostly, death would be a metaphor for change. If I changed, things would be good again. Now this involved something about sports, and some time after that the death topic was forgotten, with a confusing dream regarding sports and me working on some kind of sports movie or whatever. I believe it was a documentary.
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Reading Death as if it were my dream..
My first association would be with the dying and the sport. I am reminded of that saying (though I don't know if it's popular everywhere else in the world), "be a good sport". It's common in school. The significance of the saying being that just because you "lose" the game, doesn't mean you should dwell on that. You still go and shake the hand of the opposition, be grateful for the chance to have played the game.
I might associate this with the transformations and "change of attitude" that seem to be a key theme of the dream.
Sunwolf wrote 2 years 31 weeks ago
Interesting symbol Death. Fitting, with Halloween coming up, because the viel is thin, and the Day of the Dead is a couple of days after Halloween, where the ancestors are accessible. I also dreamed of death, although it was my roomate Eric being kidnapped and rumor of being murdered. I like that change of attitude thing. Iiwmd I'd investigate this part more thoroughly.