I have been having “consecutive” weird dreams.

Yes.

Consecutive.

If any of you knows how to interpret dreams, or just love analyzing things or anything, I’d love to hear from you.

So, here it goes.

Snake.

I know, everyone has already dreamed of snakes once in a while. And I remember there are different interpretations of snake dreams, depending on what the snake is doing in your dream. But let me share this one.

I need to go to the bathroom.
So I went outside the house to find just a toilet bowl.
Yes.
Just a toilet bowl.

No walls and roof to cover you.
Just a toilet bowl.

And there was a man “guarding” it.
I asked if it is okay to use it.
He said yes.

As I approached it, I noticed this very huge snake head popping out from some kind of table-thingy – which also just came out from nowhere. It doesn’t really look like a snake but I just felt that it is one. So I immediately stepped back.

I don’t know what to do.
I thought of doing that pretend-you’re-a-statue-thing but seeing this huge snake, I decided to run back inside the house. Seeing me run, the snake chased me. As I got inside the house, I immediately locked the front door. But the snake in my dreams was just so wise that it decided to go around the house and enter through the backdoor. I hurriedly ran towards the backdoor, too. I warned everyone inside (3 people, to be exact) that there is this huge snake and they have to help me close everything – doors, windows, etc. But they were busy eating.
Yes.
Busy eating.

As I pushed the backdoor to close it, the snake pushed back so it could open it. So we were actually pushing the door, seeing who is stronger. With all the “pushing” I decided to let go and run as fast as I can to open the front door. I was hoping that if the snake would come in and see another open door, it would enter there – which would actually lead it out.

I opened it, stand over the table.
It worked!
The snake gently crawled out of the front door.
But I was impatient.
Before it even “fully” got out, I closed the door, hitting some part of the snake.
The snake crawled back inside again and under my table.

I woke up.

Sharks.

I was swimming on a beach with a few friends – who I really don’t recognize. I noticed that there was some kind of current pulling me away from the shore. I tried my best to swim so I could get out from the water – which was not really that hard.

Later when I got out, someone told me I was lucky.
There was actually a whale shark behind me and it was its meal time.
Not that they are dangerous, but the current was caused by this filter-feeding-activity-thingy.

A huge wave then came.
A shark was carried to the shore.
Yes. The kind that we always see on shark movies.

Another wave came.
Another shark.
A hammerhead one.

The third wave came.
Now, it’s the whale shark.

I don’t know what’s with these sharks.
It’s weird.

Chicks.

When I say “chicks”, I meant the baby chickens.

I was sort of watching some kind of show, or maybe there was this lecture.. well, I really don’t know.

Thing is, we were taught that chicks are surprisingly very amazing creatures.

When you prick a chick by its neck using its beak, it would “sing” beautifully.

Yes, they will bleed.
Yes, they will get hurt.

But they will be able to have beautiful voices.

Another amazing thing about them is that when they see a dying chick, they prick the dying chick’s neck and their neck as well, so that it could share its blood.

Their blood is some kind of cure.

Well, sort of.

Curse.

Here is this one thing that bothered me most.

I went to this some kind of place. It was something…… something I could not clearly explain.

Then there’s this couple who came to me and asked for alms. And they were kind of selling me something, too.

I have nothing to give them, and I don’t really want that something they’re selling so.. yeah. You know what happens.

But as I turned back, I noticed they were uttering something.

I tried my best to listen.
I realized it was some kind of curse.

Or like they are just really saying mean things about me.

But whatever.

I confronted them.

I got angry.

And I walked away.

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There is still one, but I can’t clearly express it out.

I don’t really know.
This is just so weird.

It should have been better if I have dreamed of Never Land and my Peter Pan again.

Oh, how I missed it.

Peter Pan, where art thou!?
Take me to Never Land!

…

Well, I am really used to having weird dreams.
But this?

I mean, “consecutively”!?

There must be something.

There must be.

Or well, maybe, I really don’t have to take this seriously.

After all..

They’re really just dreams.