I had the strangest dream today, I dreamt that I was being chased by a dragon. When I woke 
up & consulted my trusty online dream dictionary, this is what it had to say: "To dream of a dragon represents a struggle between the good and the dark sides of yourself."
My first thought upon reading this, "Tell me something I don't know".
Actually, it's no secret that I have this whole Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde split-personality thing going on. I can't put my finger on it exactly, but yes, I have the propensity to be sickeningly sweet one minute and then without warning, I morph into this vicious and wicked person - I can't really explain why, perhaps women are just made that way, or maybe I'm an extreme version of my species hmmm... But to shed light into this whole issue, based on the famous novel of Robert Louis Stevenson (Strange case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde).
He introduced the idea of the duality of human nature. Conveying the notion that both good and evil exists in every individual. There is an inner tension of both forces and from time to time, one of the forces may overpower the other and tip the balance - a person can either be naturally good or evil, as it were. The choice is up to them...
This leads us to the topic of the struggle of good and evil, extending to the knowledge of right and wrong...
We've seen it all I suppose, Superman VS Lex Luthor, Batman VS The Joker, Angels VS Devils... There is always that battle between the two forces, some of us end up cheering for one team, "Team Good", "Team Evil" but here's an interesting question, what pushes a person to go from being good to becoming somebody vile and just downright evil?
In the case of Harvey Dent in The Dark Knight, the death of his beloved Rachel shoved him into what we call "The point of no return" it's when the good guy becomes unhinged and takes matters into his/her own hands, they have the "Screw it" attitude, "Screw right or wrong..." that sort of thing and they just go with what their gut tells them. In Harvey's case, he unleashed justice via coin toss, fate decides whether his victim lives or dies... bla bla... either way, the dude who was one of the defenders of Gotham City, fell to the dark side thanks to a little push from The Joker - I guess that's how evil works, it was an absolutely wicked move. (Don't get me? Watch the movie).
Anyway, back to moi, as of late, or for a month now, I have allowed myself to become unhinged in a way, I mean, I have always been ruled by this notion that I should always be nice to everybody, that I should be polite and what not, but that whole act came back to bite me on the ass (pardon the language), and because of a rather unpleasant wake up call, my whole perception of being good ended up being flushed down the toilet, I went down with it... Clawing my way back up was not an experience that I relished or would want to relive ever! but to give credit to that rather dreadful ordeal, the journey allowed me to stop and smell the dirt and grime and (pardon me again) the crap (which is the total opposite of stopping to smell the roses)... Yes, an inner voice spoke to me, a voice that I have ignored since the beginning, and it told me things that ripped the wound open... every day. As the truth sank in, something broke inside of me and much like the contents of Pandora's box - all hell broke loose...
So what is this dream telling me exactly? Hmm....
“All things truly wicked start from an innocence.”
~Ernest Hemingway~
up & consulted my trusty online dream dictionary, this is what it had to say: "To dream of a dragon represents a struggle between the good and the dark sides of yourself."My first thought upon reading this, "Tell me something I don't know".
Actually, it's no secret that I have this whole Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde split-personality thing going on. I can't put my finger on it exactly, but yes, I have the propensity to be sickeningly sweet one minute and then without warning, I morph into this vicious and wicked person - I can't really explain why, perhaps women are just made that way, or maybe I'm an extreme version of my species hmmm... But to shed light into this whole issue, based on the famous novel of Robert Louis Stevenson (Strange case of Dr. Jekyll & Mr. Hyde).
He introduced the idea of the duality of human nature. Conveying the notion that both good and evil exists in every individual. There is an inner tension of both forces and from time to time, one of the forces may overpower the other and tip the balance - a person can either be naturally good or evil, as it were. The choice is up to them...
This leads us to the topic of the struggle of good and evil, extending to the knowledge of right and wrong...
We've seen it all I suppose, Superman VS Lex Luthor, Batman VS The Joker, Angels VS Devils... There is always that battle between the two forces, some of us end up cheering for one team, "Team Good", "Team Evil" but here's an interesting question, what pushes a person to go from being good to becoming somebody vile and just downright evil?
In the case of Harvey Dent in The Dark Knight, the death of his beloved Rachel shoved him into what we call "The point of no return" it's when the good guy becomes unhinged and takes matters into his/her own hands, they have the "Screw it" attitude, "Screw right or wrong..." that sort of thing and they just go with what their gut tells them. In Harvey's case, he unleashed justice via coin toss, fate decides whether his victim lives or dies... bla bla... either way, the dude who was one of the defenders of Gotham City, fell to the dark side thanks to a little push from The Joker - I guess that's how evil works, it was an absolutely wicked move. (Don't get me? Watch the movie).
Anyway, back to moi, as of late, or for a month now, I have allowed myself to become unhinged in a way, I mean, I have always been ruled by this notion that I should always be nice to everybody, that I should be polite and what not, but that whole act came back to bite me on the ass (pardon the language), and because of a rather unpleasant wake up call, my whole perception of being good ended up being flushed down the toilet, I went down with it... Clawing my way back up was not an experience that I relished or would want to relive ever! but to give credit to that rather dreadful ordeal, the journey allowed me to stop and smell the dirt and grime and (pardon me again) the crap (which is the total opposite of stopping to smell the roses)... Yes, an inner voice spoke to me, a voice that I have ignored since the beginning, and it told me things that ripped the wound open... every day. As the truth sank in, something broke inside of me and much like the contents of Pandora's box - all hell broke loose...
So what is this dream telling me exactly? Hmm....
“All things truly wicked start from an innocence.”
~Ernest Hemingway~
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