The Role Of Grettel

I had a strange dream when I slept just now. I want to tell you about it... I was at this trailer park place, where there were a lot house trailers, I probably dreamt that because my parents are maybe going to buy themselves a house trailer to be at in the summer. Anyway, I was flying, as I always do in my dreams. I have been flying in my dreams ever since I was little, I have very few dreams where I'm not flying. I dont have wings, it's more like Star Trek you know, were they shot themselves up from the ground and then just hang there or buzz off at the sides with the arms down. I've been really passionate about Star Trek and science fiction ever since I was little, so it might be that the flying in my dreams are influenced from Star Trek. Most likely it goes deeper than that, dreams they say, are symbols of your subconsciousness. I find these things very interesting and I'm very connected to my dreams, meaning I spend a lot of time trying to understand them. It's a different dimension of course and it's very unreal, but being attracted to things that express a lot of emotion, dreams is a world that seems more difficult to live in, but yet more passionate, tragic and thrilling. To die in a dream is always brave, sad, scary and terrible in all it's extremeness. To love in a dream is more beautiful, romantic and wild than in reality. Everything is so chaotic in dreams, but still everything fit together in a strange way. It's good and evil in that stupid old fashioned package and you are always right when you are naive in dreams. It's a much more terrible world, but it's a world where you can be a victim, a hero or the bad one and still get away with it...

About the dream I had. I was flying. I was at the trailer park and it was summer and the grass were brown and dry. I was flying away from the people and came to a lonely place. There were small sumps around everywhere, that looked dark and quite deep. I found a house with lots of these creepy sumps around it, the grass was tall and moving slightly in the wind. I was scared when I were flying over the sumps, generally because I sometimes fell down and didn't manage to keep myself above the grown. Looking down into the sumpy water with flies and insects buzzing at it and probably all kinds of dead things under the water edge, I didn't want to fall into it. There were a rumour about a man having been killed in one of the sumps in the area I was at. They said he had been tied to a chair and put into the sump and died like that. When I came flying around the house, I saw the sump water had lowered itself in one of the sumps and a chair was sticking out of the dirty depth. I thought of the rumour of course and became even more frightened. I turned around and looked at the house, a woman sat inside and seemed to look at me. I tried to hide and she disappeared. Then I snuck myself into her house, flying of course. I came into her living room which had long red curtans, but no windows. The floor was in marble, it was slick and looked wet. In the middle of the living room was a big pool of the same stuff that was outside the house, deep, dark, slimy water and flies above it. The enviroment were scary and I thought as I hid behind one of the long red curtans, -'Ah, it's one of those witch dreams again, please let me wake up at once!'. I had a lot of dreams about scary witches when I was little. You know the Hans And Grettel witch character, completely evil but very smart. In some way I always bump into her now and then, in different enviroments and situasions. While other 'monster characters' from my childhood have disappeared from my nightmares, -she's never left me, she come back to me in all kinds of dreams, fears and oddities. Deep down I kind of know that she represent something in me, rather than something evil outside of me, but I always choose to run and try to escape. I dont want to know her, I dont want to get close to her, it's just something about her... I dont really know how and if I came out of the witch house in this dream, more or less it ended with me being discovered by the witch and her moving towards the red curtans were I was at. I usually think in these situasions -'It's only a dream, It's not going to hurt', but it's the fear that is terrible of course and the whole enigma... If we had a map to our personal dream world, I think it would help me a lot, cause I never know where I'm going and I never now where I've been...

Elphaba, the witch in Wizard Of The Oz was a very missunderstood person, I firmly believe that. There is even written a book about it, called Wicked, It's worth checking out for those that belive evil vs good is not necessarily the way it seems.