Sometimes the battle between good and evil appears in dreams in subtle ways. In the following dream (which was actually one of mine), the battle is obvious. I don't know what prompted the nightmare other than the fact that before I had fallen asleep I had thought about all of the bigotry in this world and how the forces of evil existed in the minds of ignorant people who firmly believe in a hierarchy where, no matter what the misperception, the bigot believes he or she is always in the superior position.
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The dream:
I am lying in bed, feeling fully awake when I hear whispering above me. I know a battle has ensued and that I am being dragged into it by unseen forces. I feel them, whoever they are, tugging at me, demanding me to join them. I fight them. I kick and scream and I'm filled with terror.
As I thrash around in my bed, I feel myself weaken and wonder how long I can battle them before I pass out or die – until I remember that I'm not fighting them alone.
I tell the evil forces repeatedly that, "God is on my side. God is on my side. God is on my side." No matter what they say to me, no matter how hard they tug at me, I repeat that mantra and decide to continue repeating it over and over if necessary, even if it results in my death.
After what seems like more times than is humanly possible to count, I feel the presences leave me, and I know I have won the battle.
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If this dream belonged to somebody else and I were trying to analyze it, I might say that something occurred during the day that might have tempted the dreamer to pursue something of an evil nature, but I am the dreamer and I don't recall being tempted by anything.
If you have any reasonable suggestions to offer, I'd be happy to post them here. Because, to be honest, I'm stumped.
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