THE REAL PRINCE.

Interpretation of your dream trystan

The dream

im sitting on a horse in front of an army, the infantry is encircled by my calvary. I look to my left and a man is there, I know he is my father, I dont know how I know just that I do. I also know that he is a royal and king. I am staring ahead at the dead of night blanketed by a thick fog. Across a field is a tree line and I know in my gut that the enemy is marching towards us.I would think I would be afraid but it is just the opposite, I am excited, adrenline pumping and my hand itching to feel my sword in my hand.I feel centered and incvinvible. I can hear the enemy now, the horses and infantry martching, making the ground vibrate. I hear the wind blow our battle standard behind me, my horse is stark black, he can feel my emotions, I am anxious and so is my horse, ready for the battle to begin. The enemy stops about 30 feet away from our frontlines. My father draws his sword as I draw mine. A cheer raises up from behind me giving me goosebumps. I look to my father and he nods his signal. My horse rears up and spins in a circle with my sword raised high I let out a yell of attack. My calvary and I thunder towards the enemy, who look like ghost in the fog. The next thing I know is I am plowing them down. My mind is blank and its strictly primal. It excites me to see the enemy fall and feel their blood on my hands. I hear a hoarse yell, I look up after killing two men. Its their ruler on his horse killing my men, so I rush over with a yell that can only be that of a crazed beast. As I reach him we exchange blows, but I get the upper hand and gut him with my sword. As he falls from his saddle I jump off mine, my soldiers incircle us I take my sword and impale his face with it. I can actually feel the blood splatter my face and the warmth of it and the smell. I reach down and remove his helm then I mount my horse again and my men yell and salute me with their swords.I place the bloody crown on my head. The fighting has ceased. When I woke up I could was wiping my face cuz I could still feel the warm blood and I could still smell the blood, horses and men. That was 7 yrs ago and I can still remember it like it was yesterday, the feelings the smell the blood the warmth of it and even the weight or sword and armor. I want to know why is was so vivid.

Interpretation by Augusta Neumann

Dear Trystan (right nick indeed), you must have been very young. Young male often dream as if they were living a real histiorical battle or Robin Hood era. That's a vivid imagination. Books and movies do their part. Usually when you see colors, hear sounds and feel body sensations so vividly it means that you are half asleep and the body begins to wake up. Your dream could also be a real dream: you liked to feel yourself as a prince of golden apples with father the king and a battle to show your virility to everyone. Why not ? Your romantic imagination is more important than the dream itself (see the importance of details instead of feelings). How are your dreams now ? Augusta