A rated-R dream
Sometimes you have dreams that make you wonder how your brain is capable of producing such things. I had one last night. I imagine it came partially from me stumbling across the Wikipedia entry for “bukake” recently, but it must run deeper than that. I won’t beat about the bush: in the dream I was watching a porn film. OK, not we’ve got that out of the way, the couple having sex were Asian, possibly Japanese. When the guy was reaching his climax, all of sudden three or four other guys showed up and, rather violently, they bukaked the girl. I remember feeling disgusted and sickened in my dream. I’m not a fan of even thinking about what bukake is. It makes me want to wretch.
This was, however, no ordinary bukake event, as the girl found herself covered in blood, as opposed to, well, you know. So these guys were covering her in blood, and I just remember feeling increasingly appalled the more I watched.
When I think of the dream, the only things I can relate to the events in it are feelings of disgust. The blood only makes me more curious as to what the dream means. It may be from my squeamish personality, as I often try and suppress images of a bloody nature to the back of my mind. Why my subconscious chose to deal with this suppression with sexual imagery is interesting. When I think of Japanese people having sex (on DVD at least) I think of the girl looking very repressed and almost in pain; I relate suffering to those images.
This dream seems to be about my inability to effectively deal with images of gore. I see such images primarily every day on the cigarettes I smoke and they often get to me, and so the dream could have come about because I desperately want to quit smoking and am currently worried for my health.
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