I was shooting horses. I have this dream quite often, but I do not like it at all.
I have a huge pit already dug into the ground and I am on horseback, driving fifty or sixty horses to jump into the pit. I have to whip some of them to get the to jump into the pit, then I pull out a high powered rifle and begin to carefully shoot each one in the brain until they are all dead. It is like an "old days" killing for cholera or something.
I do not understand it at all, but I have had this same dream for about thirty years, every few months or so.
It is welll known that I love/hate horses - I love to look at them, I draw them from my memories, I go out of my way to photograph them and I have very pleasant memories of the ones I have owned and loved, but I also think that they are too damn much trouble to take care of in this day and time and dealing with them puts me on edge - they are fucking stupid and very antsy. I also hate them.
This does not explain why I have this continuing dream of massively slaughtering half a hundred of them in a most brutal fashion. It is pure animal murder that I am committing in this dream.
I always wake up exhausted and very tense and my hands are burning from having fired my rifle so many times.