Just woke from what might be the worst nightmare of my life...

Just woke from what might be the worst nightmare of my life. I thought that maybe Veeky Forums would like to flex their skills in psychanalysis in me.

I am laying on a bed at a friends house. It is night, my friends (I actually don't remember who it was, i just knew instinctively they are my friends) and my now ex-gf are sitting together at a table before me, talking. For some odd reason, the chairman of the German Linke (left wing) party, Gregor Gysi, is also present.

(Note: my gf broke up with me < three weeks ago and it's got me pretty fucked up)

Suddenly fireworks go off outside and everybody in the room cheers. I am confused as it is not NYE, but they tell me it is some obscure local holiday limited to the city I live in. I dose off at this point.

When I wake up, I find TWO identical versions of my gf laying before me on the bed, watching me with cat eyes. I look from one to the other and realize she has a twin she never told me about. "Are you fucking kidding me?", I say. I am not overly worried at this point, actually.

They look at me with a kind of sad dissapointment. "you have a twin?", I say. "Yes", one of them responds. "It was all just a challenge."

I realize at this point that during our entire relationship I was unknowingly dating not one, but two girls.

Things get somewhat blurry now, so I'll have to summarize what i remember. I become aware at this point that my girlfriend(s) intend to end our relationship this night, so I follow them around the apartment trying to reason with them, or get some kind of information out of them I know they are obscuring from me. The thing is, I cannot discern them from one another at all, so I don't know with whom i have which memories. But I do occasionally get the feeling that one of them still loves me in some way while the other is trying to get rid of me. For instance, one of them is taking a bath in the bathroom, leaving the door open as if to invite me inside, while the other shuts the door and attempts to block me and keep me outside. I manage to barge in and enter the tub, but gf #2 leaves quickly.

Things deterioate severely as the night goes on. What i discover is that the ultimate goal of this spiel was it to kill me and I am neither the first victim of this game nor was I in any way special to them as a person. Things get violent at this point and i wrestle with one or both of them. There's a small gap in my memory but I think I kill one of them (through strangulation, I believe) and the other one flees on foot. I pursue her through the streets, but she keeps a steady distance from me, even appears to be gaining. I follow her into what looks like an empty airport, not abandoned, but empty due to the late hour. I lose sight of her here, only hearing her footsteps, then those fade away to and i have to chose more or less blindly at any intersection, fearing i might have lost her.

CONT'D

I eventually end up in front of some downward-sloped tunnel in which lanes of the kind of conveyor belts they have at the airport are running, like a grand, modern river. I am convinced she must have gone this way and follow her. The belt basically leads to a t-section onto a MUCH faster row of belts, which drag me onwards like at an insane speed. I am catapulted upwards into the sky, plummet back down and bounce back even higher (It has become daytime now). I land on top of a giant stadium, together with a baseball. The only thing i know is that I must have the baseball.

I chase the baseball across the glassen roof, directly above the playing field. the glass b egins dissolving around both me and the baseball. I get the ball and cling to the steel scaffolding for dear life as the glass melts aways entirely. I am several hundreds of meters in the air, holding the baseball in my hands and tightly wrapped around a steel bar, hoping that someone, anyone will spot me up here.

The camera (you know, how you sometimes become both the protagonist and the observer of your dreams) zooms back out from the huge and roaring multitude in the stadium below and i come into frame, standing at the edge of a cliff, triumphantly holding up the baseball.

Now there's some narrator and he says: "And the ones who invested millions failed to invest in millions."

So, what do you make of this, dear Veeky Forumserates?

The contents of this post are trivial and left as an exercise for the reader

they don't feel very trivial to me

I lik your dream, user. I have no skill for psychanalysis however, i'm sorry.
You know how people say that they had a dream and start telling you about it, trying to piece it together making it somehow structured? Also, adding their own perception of what the dream meant? I always get annoyed at that. I dunno why.
It's like I know how dreams work. You can't recall everything with detail. Some parts yeah but never a structured story. Even recalling all the participants is bullshit to me, you should remember one or two and maybe yourself being inside the dream as an active participant. But even then, the dream changes characters on the fly. That relative that was with you at the beginning might feel that never left your side but, eventually, will transform in someone else entirely. Or the purpose of a dream might seem to do something when, all of a sudden, the focus just changed. Even you disappear from it, leaving only a peripheral vision of what's happening.
That's what I like it. Sucks that it disturbed you. Dating twins is hot though.

you are working out your internalized grief through dreams. Your mind is interpreting your breakup this way because you cannot understand how someone who appeared to love you could cut off the relationship. So you visualize the 'old' girl and 'new' girl as two different people while reliving the original experience.

By separating the events past by categorizing them in two parts, your mind can believe that you can be together again, something you desperately want. Once you created this scenario in your mind, you made up a reason to eliminate the 'new' girl through the idea that she was 'out to get you.' The violence in this part probably startles you due to seeing the realization of your internalized rage.

Following this, you try to pursue the girl only for her to be unattainable. The act of killing some fictional twin and "resolving the reason you couldn't be together" is only a fantasy. You can never reconcile the differences between you that way, and there is no evil at work between you.

Rather than confront the possibility that she, in her right mind, saw that ending the relationship was for the best, your mind instantly threw itself into another pursuit. Grabbing random recent memories, your mind began a hodgepodge attempt to show personal achievement.

yeah, but if you're dating twins without knowing it, are you really dating twins?

the oddest thing about this dream is probably that it has a precursor. when we were still together i once had a dream about how she is a huge impostor or something. weird shit. there must have been a reason why people thought dreams could foretell the future.

>And the ones who invested millions failed to invest in millions

What? Was this phrase in english in your dream?

I'm not going to attempt this, but I will say that you should meditate upon its meaning yourself. I too just recently had a horrifying nightmare. I can only describe it as being shown a glimpse of hell if it rose up to manifest itself upon the world we know. People going insane. Mad with rage and selfishness. When I awoke my first realization was the reality of love and how it upholds all things. Without it any greater collective prosperity would be impossible to actualize. It was hellish. Truly. And this happened the night after someone told me that the way to overcome my chronic envy was to "show myself love."

Sometimes the meaning of these things eludes us until the right time. For the moment however, there is practically always some kind of message you can take away from it, no matter how incomprehensible the entirety of the ordeal seems.

Tell me that other dream user c: