Little boy with no face

[TonySG]

I crawled through a very green prickly holy bush on my hands and knees.
I ended up squeezing into a child's bedroom.
It was dimly light. There may have been some toys.
I understood there was a naughty/evil little boy here.
As I went further into the room it looked like a kind of prison.
There were wooden/plastic bars. The room was split into sections.
I was trying to get out the way I came in.
I wasn't able too. The exit was either blocked or had been removed.
I seen the naughty/evil boy. Maybe 4-5 years of age.
But I couldn't see his face.
I crawled close to him.
He seemed to be sulking with his arms crossed.
Using my arm I knocked some toys towards his face quite maliciously.
I looked to see his face but the toys were covering it.

I understand this is likely a younger aspect of myself I somehow managed to reach by crawling into this tight space.

Any ideas or insights would be helpful. Thanks :)

It's where you first learned to sulk and pout if you didn't get your way or if things didn't go your way. To gain that insight, you crawled on your hands and knees through a prickly holy bush. In other words, you've paid your own sort of penance in order to understand yourself better. The child's face is hidden in toys as that is his world. The world is often described as a prison for the soul to be distracted by all the shiny glittery things until awakening. Faces often refer to identity.