So this is probably the most craziest, most consistent dream I've ever had. I'm not one to think dreams have meaning, but there was just something so symbolic about this one. It goes as: The dream takes place on an unknown Middle Eastern desert shore. I am married to a gorgeous Middle Eastern woman (I'm not married in real life). The sky is a very dark red with thick clouds running rapidly. On the surface of the water of the ocean, there is a massive, complex citadel/tower/pyramid like structure being built. There are hundreds of stair cases running in and out and the entire building has ancient Aztec like designs on it. Apparently, I'm the one who designed the structure. On the shore is a small building in ruin. It has a very dark, sinister, Victorian look to it. It is 4 walls and no ceiling. I am inside the ruin and see 4 doors. Each wall has a door. I walk into the one on the right of me. It takes me to a dream I had about a year ago. The dream is in an old Dojo. There are three beds placed in awkward positions. I lay down on one of the beds and an old lady emerges from a wardrobe. She places a key on a bookshelf and then vanishes into the dark corner of the room. I get up and walk out of the dream. Now I'm back inside the ruin. I go to the next door which takes me to another dream I recently had. This dream takes place is a very large room. There are hundreds of artificial flowers everywhere. The wallpaper has various flowers as well as the carpet. There are about 5-10 mannequins dressed in colorful dresses. There is a large mirror on the wall and I walk over to look at myself in it. I cannot see my face. It's like there's a black hole where my face should be. I then decide to walk out of the room and back into the ruin. I lay down in the middle of the ruin and stare at the sky. The sky is no longer red and the clouds cleared up, all I see is regular night sky. A massive meteor shower (I mean MASSIVE) passes through the sky, it was beautiful. I get up and now I'm standing outside of the ruin with my wife and we are looking at the giant structure being built on the surface of the water. My wife tells me that the old lady is very protective of her key and doesn't like it when people want it as it is what opens to two remaining doors I did not go into. Then I'm suddenly back in the Dojo. The key is still on the bookshelf and I'm laying in the bed staring at it. I become overwhelmingly tempted to take the key. Then the dream ends. This is by far the most detail I can possibly remember having in a dream. My dreams usually don't make this much sense. They're usually about over lapping realities and over lapping locations. That's why I don't pay much attention to them, but this one was very strange. What do you guys think?
Sorry if I made any typos. I barely woke up not 10 minutes ago to type this down before I forgot the details.
there was a song called house of four doors, i think moody blues, and a trillogy of books, called general ordering and development incorporated. location of true self? non-physical. well it could be a medicine dream too. what you can hold and indentify is yours for a talisman, until you are distracted by desire, then whatever you already have before that point is what you get. in the house of four doors, actually six if you look up and down and consider them, there are infinite rooms in all directions from the one in which you start. each room you pass into a different kind of universe.
