From: ericj@eskimo.com (Eric Jorgensen)
Subject: Re: Evil Twin ?
Organization: -> ESKIMO NORTH (206) For-Ever <-
Date: Mon, 16 Nov 1992 19:38:56 GMT

mssande1@eos.ncsu.edu (MICHAEL SHANE SANDERS) writes:
> 
> When I was much younger, I had a reoccuring dream that my mother had an
> evil twin. In my dream, I would always open the front door of my house and
> see the evil twin standing outside with a big, white gown, flowing in the 
> wind.
> [...]
> One night, after seeing her outside again, the dream-setting switched to my 
> living room and she was in there with me. For some reason we began arguing, 
> and the next thing I know we are sword fighting. I knocked her sword out of
> her hand and she said something to the effect of "Go ahead, kill me. You'll 
> go to jail". At that time I realized it was a dream, and killed her. After 
> this dream I never dreamt about her again.
> 
> maybe she wasn't an evil twin......but that's just what I always assumed.
> 

One...I don't see this as 'stabbing your mother' as the last reply'r did;
I read it as the 'evil twin' you stabbed.  The sword being a symbol of the
penis is possible, though.  What do _you_ think?

Two...I have had a similar dream, though only once.  I must say before I
relate it that the setting is very familiar to me, and I have many lucid
dreams in it, for it is also a meditation 'area' (place that I created only
in my mind, very calming (usually), etc).

In this dream, I was walking along a small path in this area,
 (a Japanese garden surrounded on three sides by jagged cliffs.  There is a
  large wooden door in the bottom-middle of the middle cliff.)
wearing a black robe.  I noticed a white-clad visitor to my area, and walked
over to him.  When I got close enough to see him, I realized he could pass for
my twin, though he had a couple facial scars that I didn't have.  He looked
very angry, and talked for a short while.
 (This dream was over a year ago, and, silly me, I didn't write it down.)
He then brought a katana and a wakazashi out from his robe, and handed me the
katana, swinging with the other.  I grabbed the one he offered and parried his
swing with it.  He must have expected it, because before I regained my
balance, he thrust the wakazashi through my heart.
 (In this dream, I felt no pain, but I also felt it go through.  I
  specifically _felt_ my heart being damaged.)
I drew back, leaving the sword in.  I took it out, bleeding profusely, and
threw them both aside.  As I did this, he suddenly had a bow.  He shot three
arrows into me, in various places.  I started taking these out, and noticed
that they were the barbed kind.  As I took them out, I ran towards him to
knock him down, but he swung at me with a battle-axe, hitting below the rib
cage.

I don't remember how I did it, but I eventually knocked him down, and as he
was down, I saw a large rock very close-by.  I got it and held it above his
head, ready to kill him.  He said something like, "Go ahead.  Kill me while
you still can," while he was grinning.  I then realized exactly what this
dream was about, and threw the rock away, and stepped back a bit.  My wounds
were healed by this time.

He said something like, "For a minute, there, I almost thought you would do
it.  But you were right, after all.  You win...until next time."  He then
vanished.

I interpreted this dream as a scenario of testing my ability to stand up to my
beliefs (specifically: I'm opposed to murder (deliberate killing) for ANY
reason), and that, for the time the dream occured, I wasn't really sure I
could.  Since the dream, I've had a renewed confidence that I can do it.
Another thing...I was (and still am) interested in Japanese mythology/theology
(along with animation, etc), and it seems the colors white and black are the
opposite of what they are in Western traditions.

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