Sunday 7 June 2015
Spiderman and a Demon
This dream is rather unusual flying one. It starts off at the screening of two Spider-man movies in a gym (the old tall secondary school type) and the teacher - a pretty one looking businesslike in shirt and tight skirt, colors actually looking like a casino croupier - grilling us on the differences between the two.
The movies were about a good and bad Spider-man. It was also about the abilities of the superhero. I somehow feel indignant and think I could do a better job at 'flying' (Spider-man was more about swinging). I suddenly begin to float like I often do in such 'flying dreams' of mine - this time floating in a gentle but uncontrollable way like a drone ascending uncertainly.
Weirdly, the teacher doesn't seem to notice and I do more calisthenics in the air before exiting the hall and floating outside.
We are in a small godown area by the sea, all very Greece-like in sparsity, colors (sea blue) and sea.
Or in some deserted seaside industrial part of Malaysian town such as Pontian.
The dream then changes focus and we are suddenly haunted and hunted down by a possessed being which is both male and fierce.
I am running through this unruly field next to an industrial part of town and ushering a young girl along. n my arms a baby. We appear afraid of what might be following us. That it might catch up and take over our spirit and body.
We reach two old but tall blocks of HDB flats. Those built in 70s with shops below. A rather old and familiar scene. Provision shops with tarps extending to shade sundry goods spilling out from the corridor.
I go for the lift. An old man on a grandfather bike approaches and appear ready to fight the demon.
I tell him we need to go to the hall.
The baby, girl and I reach the hall, but the old man cannot be found. His bike lay sprawled in a stairwell. Has he been battling the demon?
The girl and I wonder if we can tell if the demon has possessed someone. Just then the old man appears, his demeanor now changed and looking like he could eat us up.
We retreat as we consider our options as to what to do. The room grows dark and menacing.