The Lion and the Tiger... Significance?

[Lucidbulbs]

So it's rare for me nowadays to find parts of a dream I cannot personally interpret and yet realize there is significance. This is one of those anomalies. I do know some general outside influence may be from watching and reading Cloud Atlas and maybe nuances conflicts on what to do about my personal life (cannot seem to pin point it though). But the thing that sticks is the fight between the tiger and lion. I've always regarded them as a form of ying-yang since they are a like but very different.

The layout of the scene I should also add was open yet confined too, there were notions of walls and doors but nothing truly limited the environment of this scene more than "suggestions". I'd love any input and opinions on it. Even if it's just general stuff.

Speckled Fur
Everything in the world is a circus of sorts. Acts and antics of incredulity lurk under every motive, every point of very. So it was almost a fresh relief to find today's circus to be encompassed in a world beyond the outskirts of town. A world of it's own, threaded somewhere between intent and cold-blooded actions.

The floor, regardless if supposedly of earth, peat, concrete, or stone, would always be a pattern of chess board. The dead beaten ground was both itself and that design at once, a duality of sorts.

The sky was a gray... but it was also confined to some form of indoors. There was no sense of alarm for me, as I existed, but I knew my life would be claimed whenever fate let it. That mindset was peculiar you see, for the world I was in was one of constant danger. Gunners running by, long haired rocker-commanders yelled at me to take cover, yet I walked on.

I had a walkie, it reminded me that I had somewhere to be. That somewhere to be was simply too late. Open the door to a pillar-water area. Roman pillars with water that changed from shallow to infinitely deep on whim was calm. The snow-tiger lunging for my face was not.

Cold...
I felt cold.

I stood very still, willing for this beast to chomp on me. It's musty breathes reached my face as its teeth barred in its pounce. Nothing. I had closed my eyes, realizing this... I opened them. An over-sized lion with the tigers stained neck wrestled in a corner. Thick blobs of ruby speckled the thick, lush winter furs.

The man who yelled from before came in after the lion had demolished the tiger and perished with it. He gave me a map and told me to stop it. I was confused... I had no emotions... and it was unlike me. Impatiently, he prattled on, but I didn't care. I was trying to understand my lack of emotion and value of my life.

How could a predator care more for a soul than they hapless meal it made itself out to be?

[greg lousy]

... makes me think of a very deep conflict. I'm not sure if I can explain it in a way that makes sense. Its a conflict I've experienced/ am experiencing so I'm aware that I could be projecting some of it onto the dream.  But it could be in the dream too, so here goes...

     You could put it crudely as self denial versus self acceptance, or beyond that, simply life versus death.
... a conflict between two very deep desires.

The first is the desire to transcend our individual lives and conditioning.  To figure out a way to deal with death. To live with a deep sense of perspective and peace, knowing that all is well now, and will continue to be so after our individual death.  To be free to act according to principles other than our own gratification and survival.  After all, part of us is aware that there is much more to this experience.
I don't think this desire gives rise to much of your dream imagery because it seems to be already encompassed in your conscious mind.
I think the tiger is death.

The second is the desire to live life fully, exactly as we are, in the world, exactly as it is. To go deeper into life, into the human experience, willing to sacrifice perspective and peace for the purity of experience. To respect the desires of the moment and act upon them without holding back, without mind games, without all the obstacles of socialization and the fear of judgement from others.  Including, but not limited to the simple will to survive and prosper.
This is the lion.

You had to throw your own life into the air just to get to the lion versus tiger scenario in the first place (against the cries of the commanders).  You had the whole scene likened to a game (chess squares).

  The walkie talkie thing seems significant - the feeling that you should be somewhere else, maybe somewhere else more fully engaged in the world.  
The guy at the end looks like guide material from here, and his timing seems perfect, as if to say "OK look, that whole scene played out.  Lion takes tiger. At least for now, your here. Now get back in there, here's a map."


  Lion dreams seem to be very important so please don't read too much into my thoughts - just trying help you form your interpretation, which IMHO will have a 100% chance of being the correct one.

I find myself thinking about the walkie talkie.  Wherever that transmission is coming from, I think its an area where you have more courage and strength than you think you do. (I think that's also where the map leads)

[Jomid59]

A classic contest, epic in fact.

So it's rare for me nowadays to find parts of a dream I cannot personally interpret

so what has recently changed IRL

I've always regarded them as a form of ying-yang since they are a like but very different.

Lion is gregarious and lazy
Tiger is solitary and hard-working

For me this would probably be an introvert\extrovert type of thing.
Looks like this needs a cappucino, thanks Cafe Queen.

btw Tiger should win.

[IndigoGhost]

Make Ligar, not war?