That's a great dream. I agree it means something. I'll start yammering as if I might have a clue what, and often something comes to me that way.
You dreamed of driving when 5? The dream must have evolved then?
I dreamed of a red hairline crack in the air, in a bedroom with a red carpet in my childhood home, and red eyes watching from it. I've also dreamed of enormous crawdads. Feels similar. And I've felt a black hole, like a door to hell.
Imagine yourself as a once free, innocent, emotional spirit, buried behind a carnivorous, scheming, peering, grasping, analyzing mind sort of grafted on top of of it, trying to squeeze satisfaction from the surface of things, through that mindset, like trying to squeeze juice from a rock. I'm thinking that although the dream feels like a door to some supernatural underworld, with cthulhu gazing out at us, this is backwards, and it's more a reflection of how our 'material' animal world feels to a deeper part of ourselves. And there's something turned around in our thinking, where we confuse looking out with looking in. The scary things we think are lurking inside are actually reflections of what's plainly in front of us on the outside. But when we look outward, we don't feel, and don't recognize the stressful effects that our outward pleasures have on us. I think it's natural and good to have an outward animal self, it's just that we're confused somehow about how it all fits together, so that part gets distorted as we try increasingly hard to substitute the things it sees for the other side of ourselves that we seem to have forgotten.
Maybe that's a bit hard to follow, and not the kind of answer you needed. But thanks for the image anyway, I think it clarifies my red-eyes and crawdads dreams some.
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