
I've been dreaming quite a bit lately. While most of them are only slightly disturbing my recent dream last night of being in prison and enjoying it makes me wonder if my marbles are still between my ears.
Setting:
My dream involved this large two-three story building that was open and white and strangely inviting. An entrance which cells on either side of the floor that were open and shared. The building was a prison in the sense that it had bars but was more of a large social community of people in extremely large cells that housed 4-6 people and we each had a section of room that was personalized but nothing much more than a bed and a desk to ourselves.
The upper floor was a floor of horrors. Largely obese people in these shiny turquoise pajamas that were more plastic than cloth and they had a rack of pajamas in the hallway to their fairly large rooms. The disturbing part was that the opening seat of the pajamas was brown and obviously discoloured by feces. Each large room had 8-16 obese people that were bed ridden and mostly sleeping.
In this dream I have been sent to prison for "driving under the influence" and that my sentence was yet to be determined. For some odd reason I had privileges to leave and was mostly picked up by my parents (dad) when ever they wanted tho I had a fairly strict timeline of outside freedom.
My father was driving me back to meet my curfew and I noticed an old friend cycling on the road. I wanted to stop and say hello but my dad said that it didn't matter and that I had places to be. I stopped anyways and conversed with my friend about my incarcerations uncertainty and had a smoke.
In the dream I felt pleased to be in the prison as I felt I had time to think things through about my life. I was a little nervous at the length of my impending sentence but I felt I finally had time to not worry about finding a job and could spend time creating art and rediscovering/reflect on myself.
Dreams can mean all sorts of things and although I've been dreaming about some really personal hardships lately, this dream seems to stick out for it's oddity and because it is the most clear out of all my recent dreams.
A quote from dreammoods.com:
"To dream that you are in prison indicates that you are being censored in some area of your life. You feel that your creativity is being limited and that you are not allowed to express yourself."
Except this was a dream where prison was FOR creativity and not holding me back. The prison had it drawbacks and horrors but its underlying meaning is widely open for interpretation. Just like most Buddhist sayings are "It is _____ and it isn't _____" there could be many meanings but I see it as a fear of starting the next chapter of my life. Feeling so overwhelmed that I need to be in a prison so that I have time to think and figure things out. The obese people on the second floor, to me, represent staying stagnant in their life choices and are completely dependent on others to take care of their needs.
If I stay stagnant to long I will have a bed waiting for me on the second floor. haha
I've been thinking about art recently and how I gave up on it because I could not see how it could ever relate to money.
I look at my roughed out comic thinking I should finish that and print it and...
weird
good







