Probably some people have followed a discussion between me and Jeff Joseph in the topic "Odd waring dreams".

Well I must admit that after one of the most stressful days in my life, in which many frustrations occurred, I had a violent dream as well.
It was a prolonged stressy situation, first the 9 hours at work where due to the summer holidays AND people quitting our healthcare company, lack of personnel and the same number of patients as if it was not summer, then the death of my mother in law yesterday evening, about which I couldn't get any further information for hours and hours, not knowing what was the situation even remotely. The main theme was frustration, lack of information, and feeling insecure in a very unpleasant manner.

This night I was violent in a dream, from person to person. Which is rare for me.

There were some younger guys in a street (green and village like setting, outdoor situation) of about 18 or 19 who were throwing things at me, including 2 pieces of fireworks, exploding next to my ear or under my feet. Fortunately the bang wasn't loud at all. I nevertheless thought of the risks of ear damage. I took some measures while "under fire" to protect my ears, hiding them in the collar of my jacket as well as I could. Followed some throwing of small objects like big dice, some of them made of massive rubber (I used one of those as an eraser for pencils at school). They appeared to be very precise throwers, almost anything they threw at me, hit me or was heading at me if I wouldn't make moves to evade it.
After being a bit off my a propos about this way I was approached (while 2 of my friends stood by and did nothing), I regained myself and decided to go after them (which the 2 friends might have found an overreaction, I didn't care), i found out what house they went into, and entered it. I asked some older persons (about 50+) if they had seen some guys (I had a detailed description of them, they carried guitar cases on their backs) and I met all of them sitting at a table as if they weren't aware who was standing in front of them, and what mood I was in at the moment.

I threw things at them in turn, with all of my might, while they were (meanwhile) laying on mattresses in a room nearby. The things I threw at them were rubber balls (the transparent ones that can bounce) and some crystals from a pendant, some of them missed (pretty consequently over their heads as if it was aimed too high, in dreams there is less gravitational acceleration) until I saw that they were reduced to toy dolls of a type that young girls play with. I deliberately left the situation in the rubbish it was in, as a kind of punishment (fetch for yourself, you deserved it), there were small objects all over the place as if it was a room where everything has been thrown over the floor, one great mess (no dirtiness, just a chaos of small objects littering around).

The impression of watching this situation was that they were offered a new beginning even though the situation was chaotic in whcih I left them behind. Because they were reduced to a point in their life where they were still innocent young children, and from where they could probably develop in a healthier manner than turning into people who throw things at innocent bystanders.

Other situation was also potentially violent, but no violent situation followed. It could easily have been if I or they would have chosen so. I was flying in an inhouse situation, entering a corridor where I had to make a sharp left turn, passing by 2 guys who were sitting or laying, or something in between. I felt that someone tried to pull my leg while I was in mid air. Not that it made me stumble, or fall, but the gesture itself I took as an insult or as an attitude of disrespect, and I decided not to let the one get away with it. I returned, and decided not to let this go without some rebuttal. With a resolute attitude I determined whose legs were in such a position that could have done this. And I spoke to that person. I had 4 men in front of me, who I had the impression of that they were a bit shabby, or careless. I told them (thinking of karma) that if I was supposed to carry their burdens, that they would have to show themselves worthy of receiving any improvements! At the next moment I saw each of them sitting with a very representative type of girl, dressed pretty much like a waitress, with blonde hairs in a tail. I said "there you go" as if I had given them this, or probably passed it through in the Name Of, which also I thought possible still during the dream. I was pretty amazed at the ease at which this happened.

This dream may have offered comparison material about the difference between the results of a violent attitude, actually breaking something or someone down to its roots and making it start anew, or a resolute attitude which commands another to better their lives themselves. Both might not exclude each other as ways to a better life. Of the first situation (that with the boys) I lacked the attitude of God, who after punishing, is not leaving the punished alone, but healing them as well. I went my way after I had punished the boys and let that which remained, to fetch for itself afterward.

Greets, Divinespark.