I use to have those when i was a kid it was always the same dream . I'm on the tundra . It's the middle of the night and it's pitch black .Black as black can be . And i look out into the blackness and i see a Hare pure white and glowing like a full moon . I chase the Hare and it runs faster and faster i can't catch it . But i keep chasing it . Then as we run i start to see forms in the blackness tall tree like and i start to hear throat singing . But it's raspy like like paper being rubbed together . But i continue to chase the hare . But as i run the forms become more and more visible . They have faces bone white mask like faces and the singing gets louder and louder and the forms get taller and taller. I keep running and running then i see something over horizon . A small red sliver of light . I chase the hare towards it then the light greats brighter and brighter then i realize it's the moon a bright bloody red moon eerie and omenince and far to big .And the hare and i run toward it . And as we do it gets colder and colder . Soon it feels like i'm being frozen alive the dream stops .
Seek strength, not to be greater than my brother, but to fight my greatest enemy -- myself.
Inuit Proverb
Inuit Proverb