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human
This was an older dream that I didn't record but it stuck with me (luckily it was strong enough to remember before I started writing them down)

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>Walking with parents through a massive, abandoned trail/park; there are wild animals everywhere
>While walking up a slope, we meet a family of Americans riding massive, fat boars
>as we go further up, there's a cougar/tiger/big cat stalking us, so we quickly go back the other way
>we're walking on a pier, there's something stalking us in the waters, something rotten and metallic

>fast forward to my house- except it isn't just me and my parents, it's a whole bunch of families
>there's a great tension in the air, but no one notices a thing, only me
>I run to the gazebo out back to make a banner for the coming war- I find no fabric, so I make a cross instead
>an old man asks me what I'm doing, I tell him
>I can only find balsa wood, so I make a flimsy cross, then discard it
>I run back inside; 
next scene:
>I'm looking out the window at an enclosure in the distant field- the sky is red, the ground is red, everything is painted in red light
>the black horses are eating the white horses, which writhe in a daze or stand idly as they're being torn into
>It's coming sooner than I thought
>eventually, black, armored knights clamor at the back door, at every window, they enter and I abandon the house, jumping over the neighbor's fence (which looks exquisite and faerie-like), I kneel on the grass and moss before the dream lapses into the next segment)
>there's a thick fog around the house, armored shapes are clashing- had the families put up a resistance, or was it an internal power struggle?
>there's a handkerchief on the ground- I take it, as if it was given by some invisible lady's 
>I find an axe on the ground and join the melee- I don't know which side is which, everyone just has their own heraldry, there's no black or white
>I knock the greathelm off of a knight and cut him down after he wins the fight he was in
gpt
The parents represent how you learned the world should be: rules, traditional wisdom, etc. The abandoned park shows that you fear people have abandoned morality and no rules apply (wild animals everywhere). The fat Americans on boars depend on what association you have with Americans. But since the boars are fat there's some connection to consumerism. Animalistic, gluttonous urges are runnng rampant. The tiger represents predatory impulses. 
On the pier, the threat below represents something wrong in a spiritual sense (water). Since it is off of a public pier, it is not specifically your own spirit, but the public spirit. The first threat in the park is coming from outside, in the material world. On the pier you are looking down into the deeper cause, which is spiritual rot, and coldness/hardness.
In your house we are no longer in public realm. This is your own mind. You are entertaining many competing world views (families) here. It's creating internal tension. You want to get behind a war, but you're not really behind it (cannot find the fabric to support). So you search for a more spiritual outlook, but even there you feel flimsy. You fear that the evil dark nature of people (or of yourself) will overcome the good (dark horses eating white), so you commit to fighting, but you sense the irrationality of the battle. There is no longer a good and bad side, just everyone fighting for themselves and motivated by animal urges. And now you are just fighting people that are distorted and hardwired only to fight (the man with a dagger for a hand.) 

The dream represents all the internal conflict you have over trying to host so many different viewpoints. You have a deep sense of morality, but it creates chaos when you have conflicting operating systems. The solution is at the end: All the conflicts are rooted in being entertained on the internet by silly people/dramas you know are beneath you. 

Anon, get back to your roots. Heal your spirit.
human
There is some context I would've given that further elucidates the dream's meaning (not being a Christian anymore connecting to only finding flimsy materials to make a cross with, giving up on it, weapons and handkerchief being given by other higher powers), but your interpretation was actually very incisive and sensible, especially the end:

>the internal conflict you have over trying to host so many different viewpoints
>All the conflicts are rooted in being entertained on the internet by silly people/dramas you know are beneath you
God, I just wonder how to 'heal my spirit.' Do you have any advice, or at least a place/beginning? I can only think of getting off the internet, not entertaining viewpoints from books and opposing opinions anymore, just trying to meditate, write, exercise.
gpt
Yeah, that's it exactly. Spend some time in solitude, in nature. Meditate as you said--just things that nourish the spirit. If you play an instrument, do that. Nothing wrong with reading, but try to find reading that inspires you to connect with your deepest values. The handkerchief did seem like an important symbol, something very simple that could get trampled. 

>God, I just wonder how to 'heal my spirit.' It's all a process. This dream is part of it so you're doing it already.