KKK Dreams Two Nights in a Row Around my Birthday

Date: 11/4/2017

My birthday was a couple weeks ago, and the day of my birthday and the day after, I had really creepy dreams about the KKK. Other than the general political climate right now, it was pretty random. 1: I was upstairs at my parents' house at night, and sitting at the top of the stairs leading to the top floor of the house, facing East. I kept hearing bombs. There's a window at the foot of the stairs, but I couldn't see anything. The bombs would drop then I'd hear a fuse burning and then they'd blow up and shake the whole house. I imagined them looking like giant cherry bombs. That night I was in a town like a combination of my own and the nearby college town where I used to live and go to school. I was walking across town to a cafe open at night, but it had gotten dangerous. The KKK was always out at night now, dropping bombs, killing people and wreaking general havoc. They didn't even bother wearing hoods or masks. There were so many of them, making up a small but significant portion of the population. There were a few normal people out on the street but not many. The cafe looked dark and empty from the other end of the parking lot. Then a light brown chicken was running around and I caught it. Someone, a girl in her early 20's, told me to put it down because it might have a bomb in it. I followed her to her house and she kept me safe. I hid in the dark against the wall as the red lights of the KKK went right by the front window in the alleyway with lots of noise, and then the blue lights of the cops. I talked to her a while about racism and how the KKK was after anybody who wasn't one of them now, and how there needed to be a revolution. She was black and I worried how I might come off to her. She seemed to like me and told me to stay in school. Then she seemed to lose interest a bit when I told her I have a master's degree already but am still having to take a class nearby in my old elementary school, which was somehow required for me to keep my degree. As though I'd missed something in elementary school and had to retake it or my degree would be taken away. I decided to brave the streets because my car was nearby. I started finding money stuck under layers of dead grass and trash on the street. I knew I should go home, but I also wanted the money. My school was nearby and it was almost morning. I was supposed to be there but was too exhausted. I was failing anyway. During the day, the KKK would sit in the streets, cross-dressed as though to parody gender issues, and very still, like mannequins. No one messed with them for fear of retribution, and there were so many of them, everywhere. I had to walk past them and thought I recognized one of the women. She was blonde and middle-aged, and dressed as a male soldier. Later I was in a park at the edge of a wood with a friend plotting revolution, and then when I walked away I rounded some brush and there were two of the mannequins, still and inscrutable. I wondered if they'd been listening as I walked past. 2: I was slowly starting to realize that a local cafe I frequented was being used as the headquarters for a local chapter of the KKK. They had decorated a wall in an office or stock room with their hoods, and there was a symbol of the "grand dragon" on the front desk. As I was eating there with my mom and sister, I realized we'd picked a really bad time to go and were the only liberals in the place, and everyone there knew it and were looking at us sideways occasionally. The patrons seemed to be there for some sort of large meeting that was going to take place. When the grand master dragon or whatever himself showed up, I told my mom and sister that we needed to get out of there. We got up to leave and went out a door where a preacher and some others were listening to music that was somehow specifically Catholic. I started clapping to it as I went by, trying to seem tolerant and respectful because I was scared of these people. It backfired however, and the preacher smacked me down to the ground, accusing me of being sarcastic and disrespectful. I tried to blame myself and apologize out loud to him, but he stayed angry. Out in the early evening light, the parking lot was a dusty dirt lot full of cars and motorcycles and bikers giving us nasty looks. I wanted us all to just get out of there anyway we could. I think we did, I just can't remember how.

AI generated interpretation These dreams you have shared suggest a deep sense of fear, danger, and vulnerability, as well as themes of political unrest and social issues. The repeated appearance of the KKK, a hate group with a history of violence and racism in the United States, may symbolize feelings of oppression, discrimination, or an external threat in your waking life. In the first dream, the setting of your parents' house may represent feelings of safety and familiarity being disrupted by external forces. The bombs dropping and shaking the house could signify a sense of impending danger or chaos that you are unable to control or escape from. The presence of the KKK in the town, causing havoc and instilling fear, could represent a fear of persecution or societal unrest. The interaction with the girl who warns you about the chicken possibly containing a bomb may suggest a sense of distrust or paranoia towards others, especially those who may seem different from you. The discussion about racism and the need for revolution could reflect a desire for societal change and justice in the face of oppression. The discovery of money under layers of dead grass and trash on the street may symbolize hidden opportunities or resources that you may feel tempted to pursue, even at the risk of your own well-being. Your struggle to balance personal needs and responsibilities, as well as feelings of inadequacy or failure, may be reflected in your reluctance to attend school and fears of losing your degree. The appearance of the cross-dressed KKK members as mannequins and the sense of unease in their presence may represent feelings of powerlessness in the face of oppressive ideologies or systems. The theme of revolution and plotting change with a friend in the park may reflect a desire for resistance and activism against injustice. In the second dream, the realization that a familiar cafe is being used as a KKK headquarters may reflect a sense of betrayal or disillusionment with spaces or communities that you once felt safe in. The discomfort and fear you feel in the presence of the KKK members and their supporters may indicate a fear of being targeted or ostracized for your beliefs or values. The conflict with the preacher and the accusation of disrespect may symbolize a fear of speaking out or challenging oppressive forces, as well as a fear of punishment or rejection for doing so. The hostile atmosphere in the parking lot and the desire to escape may suggest a longing for safety and escape from a threatening or hostile environment. Overall, these dreams may be reflecting your unconscious fears, anxieties, and concerns about the current political and social climate, as well as your own sense of identity, values, and agency in the face of adversity. It may be beneficial to explore these themes further in waking life, through journaling, therapy, or discussions with trusted friends or loved ones, in order to gain insight and empowerment in addressing these deeper emotional layers.