Main dream: I was with some friends in a boat somewhere in the water (ocean or lake). Then I heard an explosion, or something being said in the radio. We kept sailing as if nothing had happened. I become suspicious, and fount out (maybe through the radio?) that there was an explosion in the city. I decide that it is not the time for sailing, and force everybody to come back to shore. As we were driving, the traffic was tremendous, and we realized that a big portion of the city had exploded away. I see the city from an aerial perspective, and I see a big burnt hole in the middle. This city is for some reason somewhere in Colombia (maybe Bogota?). I see how some cars had suffered corrosion. We all are running away from lava that is flowing through the city, though I never saw it. We were driving towards our home (I think my dad was driving) which was an apartment building in the city. We parked, and I waited in the car. The radio said something like “I’m sorry, but some of you are going to burn.” Suddenly, I thought they were taking too long, and I also started to feel hungry. I moved the car a few feet away. I can’t go without waiting for my sister who jumps in the car, although I was having trouble unlocking the doors, so she could enter, as the car was moving, and the brakes were barely functioning. As we go, I see a black/brown man approaching, and he stops at my window, threatening, and I tried to ignore him by turning my back on him. Then, it’s so uncomfortable, so face towards the man, opposite to the wheel, and stare at him in the eyes, and tell him to leave us alone, and so he did. So we go to a restaurant, and we sat down, and looked at the menu. I texted a girl friend to come see me (I was obviously inviting her on a date). Then I told my sister that a girl friend is joining us soon. My sister said: “all you want is to control me.” I jokingly replied: “yes, all I want is to control what you eat,” and I laughed.

The following section is either a dream within the same dream, or a previous dream: I reached the restaurant, and I was with a girl (probably M, my girlfriend). The restaurant was like a burger place, so there were a few vegan options. My girlfriend asked the cook-waitress what would she recommend to eat, and so she mentioned a dish. M. rejected the option, and said she couldn’t eat meat, so the hostess kept suggesting things that did not belong to a vegan diet, and asking “what is wrong with this, or that?” I thought she was a little disrespectful, but I also thought she was just rough around the edges, so I ignored her. When my turn came, I said I could eat anything, any kind of meat… then I hesitated, but then I said “except pig.” She went through the meats she had in the kitchen, and when she said “salmon,” that’s what I chose. We went to sit at the tables, and they were very long. My friend V, joined us too. The tables were dirty at first, so we went to a second room, and they all were occupied. We came back to the previous tables, and they were clean now. We sat down.

This one is probably another dream: we are in a restaurant (probably I’m with my girlfriend in a town close to a NP), and we encounter 2 girls to whom I start talking to. I mention we are on a road-trip. My girlfriend, M., goes out from the picture, and I get closer to one of them who is, to my surprise, allowing me to be touchy, and sexual. I thought to myself that “maybe girls now can feel very clearly that I’m a very masculine man, so it is easy for me.”

There was another dream, that could’ve belonged to any of the previous dream-contents, in which I’m at a street restaurant (in Latin America?), and I order chicken breast with onions.

Interpretation: I have to say it is not an easy one. My first observation that links them all together is the restaurant topic. I also end up being with 2 girls (in my last dream, M exists, and I’m left with 2 girls: one is ignored, and the other one receives my seduction). Food, and sexual attraction! The two most basic human needs. In waking life, I feel a little undernourished and sexually deprived, I must confess. However, are these dream simple wish fulfillments?

There are some curious elements that occur:

1. I’m with 2 girls waiting for the food: first my sister (have I transferred my Oedipus from my mom to her? She also appears a lot in my recent dreams), and I invite a girl friend I liked, but she never showed up to the date; then my girlfriend, and my friend V (who is lesbian); and lastly, my girlfriend leaves me, and I stay with one girl I’m seducing, and other that observes. The theme is the same: there is a girl with whom I’m allowed to be sexual, and another one with whom I’m not allowed to be sexual (my sister, my lesbian friend, and the stranger friend of the seduced girl). What does it mean? Is it a valid observation?

2. I think my father is driving. I haven’t seen my father in dreams for a long time now. I just think he’s doing what he can, but I sense he does not know exactly what he’s doing. My association now is that of compassion for him, because I know that feeling: being a man, and responsible for other’s well being. Then, as I drive away with my sister, a Latino gangster man approaches me threatening, and I have to face him until he leaves. Another shadow character? Would my dad going out of the picture summon the gangster shadow character? Nevertheless, I face him, and this scares him away. Is this good or bad? In waking life, it may be good. In the dream world, however, may this mean my shadow goes again unconscious?

3. We are in a boat first, similar to the one I sailed with friends at Chesapeake Bay, but smaller. Am I floating on a bay of sexual libido, or even the unconscious through dream-work? Whatever it is (the only two explanations I find), I realized it is time to go… other important matters require attention: the city that exploded, and my urge to eat? who are my companions? Later on I discover my dad driving, and I have the feeling I was with my family (although whoever is in charge seems more confident, and of course I associate sailing with being rich, which is not like my father). Also, why am I the only one that knows we have to go, and I force them all to go back to land? Is the dream telling me I should act in real life, because I’m the only one in the family that knows there’s something wrong? Have I spent too much time in the dream world that my waking life in the civilized world is being destroyed? Is it time to end the dream voyages?

4. The city in which we drive is somewhere in Latin America (Bogota came to mind, not because it is in Colombia, but because it is in Latin America). I have never been there, nor think about being there, so I don’t know the meaning exactly. However, the city has a giant burnt whole in the center, as if a volcano exploded, or a bomb was detonated, and blew away most of it. Were we running from lava, or radiation (I saw corroded cars?) but I did not feel threatened by it, though. Is it related to my desire for food? My initial interpretation would be that the city is my body, the hole is my stomach, and the burnt is an ulcer? Is it an allusion to digestion, and cooking? On the other side, it may represent aggression. The meaning escapes me. My family returns home, as if that is enough to save us, yet, I remain in the car waiting for my sister. Why? We’ve never lived there, but it recalls my aunt’s, or the buildings on 14th St (where of course, you have to be rich to live there, and it is full of restaurants). Food and family? May the whole explosion on the city mean the chaos it may appear to be if I contact my family again, and reopen past chapters?

I will leave this interpretation open, and may have to come back to it at a different time. I have to say that the dream escapes me. I also don’t feel like writing more and publishing it. Maybe I will work on it, and process the feelings, and then I will post the results.

My tentative conclusion would be something like: “stop wasting your time in the world of fantasy, and focus on the world outside. Not doing so would destroy that which makes you civilized.” I must confess this is not a good sign, as will be shown in future dreams. My insights of the moment did not convey me to change any of my waking life attitudes. I was suffering psychological disintegration. This dream was a warning.

Edit April 2026:

Seeing this dream from a new perspective now, thus:

My relationship to the unconscious (as represented by my sister) is hostile to it. It seems that all I want is to “control” her. I often had discussions with my now-wife, girlfriend in the dream, about her diet choices as a vegan. Likewise, my unconscious resents this attitude of mine and is forced to undergo repression where my sister first becomes my girlfriend and then the unknown girl to be seduced. There’s a going back (inferiorly) in the developments of the Anima figure. As my attitude of control makes me see women not as one, my legitimate pair, as my sister, anymore, but as a multitude, a perspective of womanhood more infantile, the woman-object to be seduced by a Don Juan. The first split is my sister becoming two (in the first act, she seems not to like me inviting another girl). In the second act, my sister is gone. Then, there’s my girlfriend and my lesbian friend V. (the woman that is romanced, and the one that is not to be romanced: the sexual and the asexual components); but even this last transformation seems not to like my controlling attitude, so it becomes three: my girlfriend and the two stranger girls. My girlfriend finally leaves me, so I’m stuck with the two more basic, archaic ideas of a woman, for archaic and infantile man: the sexual object, and those that are not. Womanhood is dissected and utterly goes into repression while the basic sexual-object idea is my prevalent view of the moment.

So, it seems like my dream world adventures are irrelevant since my world outside, in the real waking life, is under danger. The lava, the explosion. What can be more dangerous than that? The last times I went on a boat adventure with some of my friends occurred while I felt I was wasting my time. Perhaps my dream is telling me that I’m wasting my time in the ocean of the unconscious meanwhile I’m suffering psychological disintegration, as it will show in future dreams and waking life events.

About the food choices (maybe an urge to feed my mind with the same old patterns which I have been depriving it from? because of this abstention, the world is collapsing?) and the table that became clean or about my father and the gangster, I do not have more insights. This would make of this post too long. So, enough of this dream for now.

I believe it is sane not to interpret dreams once in a while and stay with the topic that most catches your eye. You can take as much as you possibly can. More is not better, necessarily.

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