i had the scariest dream ever EVER last night, a werewolf lived in the drain under my house and every night i was awoken by the sound of it devouring its victims, also knowing that it wanted to eat my family but it only came out at night... sometimes it was just a wolf, and ran in a pack, sometimes it was a man with white blond hair... I was so so terrified and was pleading with my parents for us to move, it was horrible! dream interpretation tells me this:
Werewolf To see a werewolf in your dream, indicates that something in your life is not what it seems.�It is symbolic of fear, repressed anger, and uncontrollable violence.
uh oh!! uncontrollable violence!!
oh no, i've found an even worse one:
WEREWOLF : Werewolves often symbolise people who have undergone a total change in character usually for the worst. It may link to someone who has suddenly shown you a darker and more scarier side - maybe they lost their temper with you on the day before the dream.
WerewolvesWerewolves may not seem like terribly positive symbols, but again, this all depends upon your own association with them. In its negative aspect, the werewolf could symbolize some part of yourself that is completely out of control, some aspect that could be harmful not only to you but to those around you. In contemporary mythology, the werewolf's transformation is something over which he or she has no control, a transformation that is dictated by the cycle's of the moon. Therefore, the werewolf in a dream could symbolize a life altering or dramatic change over which you feel you have no control. It could also symbolize an emotion or a reaction to a situation or a person over which you feel you have no control, something or someone that pushes your emotional buttons in such a way that your automatic response is beastly.
shit. it's all true.
my automatic response is beastly...
after i woke up i fell asleep again and dreamt that i was trapped in a flood. i'm mad.
just watching this morning, although i shall finally venture out today, my cold has drawn back into being a crusty lung cold, i bought a granny trolley in Fins Park, i have stuffed it full of things and will attempt to wheel it to the studio today. i am still petrified of the studio, yes, this is true, BUT i think i have worked out why that is, and i have also had some ideas, do i sound a bit defensive?? NOOO I'M FINE!! leave me alone all of you!
just watching
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