Okay, I had a very long dream the other night and I remember almost all of it. It was sort of like a novel, and I wasn't the main character. In fact, I was not involved at all, I always saw either from another person's perspective or observing like a movie camera does. Warning, it is very long.

It started with a mother giving birth to a little boy, but I forget his name. All I remember seeing is the mother's cringing face and the sound of a baby crying while the doctor shouted "It's a son, ma'am." And then it flashed to another scene where the boy is just a few years old. By then I realized the dream was set sometime in the 1800s or so up in the Northern part of America. Anyway, the boy was finding all of the ant piles he could and kicking them over and laughing. It flashes to a few years later and the scene is outside on a sunny, hot day. He is taking little rodents and killing them, then leaving their carcass there when they are dead. It flashes to another scene where he is about the same age and he is manipulating the children around him to cause chaos and disruption.

It again flashes forward, but now he is about 16 or 17 I am assuming because he looks quite grown up. It was the day of a festival I think, and everyone in the town was in a great dining hall of some sort. He walked into the room and everyone fell silent. Suddenly my point of view switches to someone sitting down with friends and looking away from the boy, and I could literally feel his terror of the boy. I felt the terror and uncertainty of everyone in the room! It was quite overwhelming. So then my POV changes back to observing and I see the boy smirking. I could feel how he felt empowered with the fear he controlled and walked into the room. I don't remember what, but something made him furious and he totally snapped. The person that made him pissed was killed when he jumped on them and gave him a punch to the skull. People began running frantically trying to get out. The boy stood up and began knocking over and breaking things. There was a beautiful teenage girl who was caught in the corner. She began to cry because she couldn't get out. He yelled for her to stop crying but she didn't, so he ran after her. She ran from the corner, but he was much faster and snapped her neck. I could feel his rage and the people's fear all at once, and both emotions were very strong.


Then it flashes to him walking in town down the street. A small group of men ambushed him, poured kerosene on him and lit him on fire. His body burned, but the weird thing was his soul remained. If you have ever seen what hookah smoke looks like, it was like that but it stayed together as one thing, but it still moved like smoke would. My POV goes to a man picking up the boy's soul. I remember feeling it, and it was hot and it was moist, like when you stick your hand in humidity. He took a small match box covered in colorful stamps and placed the soul inside. They proceeded to go up to a hill a few miles away from the town and bury the box. Also buried there was the soul of the teenage girl the boy killed. Everyone leaves and night falls. Some how the souls felt each other's presence which gave them both the power to break free. However, instead of souls they were full ghosts. She wasn't angry at him at all, and it was the first time he had seen her in full perspective and instantly fell in love. And I could feel that love, it was really intense between the two of them. They never ventured toward the town, always stayed on the hill.

There is one scene that sticks in my mind. They were holding both hands and spinning in circles. My POV switches from his to hers. In his POV, I see the girl giggling and smiling, her long hair swirling. In her POV, I see his face, and he was smiling. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was genuinely in love with her. And he became, in a sense, 'good'.

However, a few months went by (I am assuming months because I saw two seasons, summer and fall, flash continuously like someone recorded the season changes and then set it in fast forward) and he began having bad thoughts again. For some reason, he began hating the townspeople again. She knew it was so, but chose to ignore it for now. But it began to become increasingly worse. He would go on these horrible tantrums and she would sit there and watch and listen. I felt how she was becoming increasingly sad because the man she loved was slowly losing himself. Then one night he tried leaving the hill to go into town. By then she knew it was enough, so she coaxed him back into the box his soul came from and buried him, using almost all of her energy to permanently seal the box. I felt how horrid and heartbroken she felt. It was the feeling you get when you finally realize that, say, your parent or grandparent is mentally ill and has dementia or something like that; the lost, hopeless feeling. She lived on for a few days, but couldn't bear the pain of losing him and never seeing him again. So, one night, she sealed herself back in the box and permanently closed hers as well. The townspeople knew what had happened because for those several months, they heard giggling and laughter day and night. And they woke up to find silence.

And then I woke up.

So.... anyone know what this novel/dream means? I feel like it is important, you know?

It sounds like the boy represents something in your life that has gone wrong. Giving birth in a dream often represents the start of a new project or a new phase in your life. In the dream, the baby boy grows to be an evil, destructive person, so it seems like you regret a path that you have taken or a choice that you have made in your life. (I think some of the details of what the boy actually does in the dream could have been influenced by the news, books, TV shows or movies).

I think the fact that after the boy is burned his soul remains is your unconscious telling you that you can't completely undo the consequences of the choices that you have made. You have to deal with them.

The boy and the girl falling in love can represent your hopes that things will work out for the best.