08-11-2013, 08:52 PM
I dreamed there was a gathering of what at least seemed to be negatively oriented individuals. I just showed up and was mucking about, seeing what was going on there. The leader of the group saw me and said I didn't belong there, and ordered someone to take me home. I, however, cast a spell on myself that didn't make me invisible per se, but would prevent me from being detected by anyone who wasn't specifically looking for me. I could therefore stand in front of people and they wouldn't know I was there unless I drew attention to myself. I then doubled back and followed them to this enormous house. It seemed like a party was going on.
It wasn't an especially wild party. Mostly people just hanging out, sitting around and talking. I just walked around and observed, and though nothing exciting was going on I was for some reason very interested in just watching these people do random things. I then suddenly had to pee, but there were people standing in the bathroom and talking, and asking them to move would draw attention to myself, so I walked farther back in the house and came to a bedroom. I figured there was a bathroom in there. I was wary to enter someone's private room, but I really had to go at that point and figured no one would see me anyway.
I went into the room and realized it was the leader of the group's room- the house was his. I forgot my urge to pee and began to snoop about, observing all of his stuff. It was a very beautifully decorated room. There was something done to the windows that made the light coming into the room look absolutely stunning, and there was a gold sheen to the wallpaper or the paint. I remember flashes of gold in the room. There was a huge white bed...a lot of gold and white. There were a few small statues in the room. One was of a dragon and one seemed to be a young man wearing a red hood and cloak. A very interesting place.
I eventually went to leave the room and walked smack into the leader. He of course noticed me at this point and got very angry, yelling that I wasn't supposed to be there and he thought he'd had someone take me home. I felt rather ashamed at this point- guilty for trespassing on someone's private property just because I was curious. His whole demeanor suddenly changed, though, and he was like "No, you can come with us. We will show you <something I can't remember>." Very quickly everyone moved to what seemed to be a Satanic church...pews and pulpit and everything. It looked like someone was going to give a sermon.
A thin man dressed in black stood up, but he started talking about really random things that seemed to have no relevance to anything, and I very quickly got bored. I was sandwiched between two large men who kept messing with me, giggling at how stupid someone like me looked in a place like that. I felt very self-conscious at first, but then I decided to just observe with detached interest instead of caring what was actually happening, and to let the sensory data I gathered be its own reward. At this point things seemed to change a bit.
The leader was suddenly sitting next to me, looking at me quite often. I could tell he was studying me. I glanced at his eyes once and realized they were an amazing shade of blue/green/purple. Somehow they were all of those colors at once. I can't really explain it, but it was very beautiful. Then the "sermon" was over, and everyone was lingering around, talking and such. I migrated over to a wall and stood by myself.
One of the men who had been with me in the pew- a large blonde man- came over to me and said "You are not one of us yet, but we will purify you in blood." I didn't take this as a threat. It seemed he was trying to show some form of respect. Then the other man, who was just as large and with dark hair, came over, talked to me a bit, and said he would permit me to hug him. I was like great, I love hugs! I moved to hug him but he pushed me away and said "No, no. That's not how we do it." He said that we were supposed to run at each other like we were going to attack each other, then collide into each other's arms and grasp one another tightly. It was supposed to release primal emotion and intensify the experience. It seemed like everything these guys did was intense. After the lesson in "satanic hugging" I woke up. I haven't studied Satanism in depth, but I doubt they have special hugging rituals lol.
It wasn't an especially wild party. Mostly people just hanging out, sitting around and talking. I just walked around and observed, and though nothing exciting was going on I was for some reason very interested in just watching these people do random things. I then suddenly had to pee, but there were people standing in the bathroom and talking, and asking them to move would draw attention to myself, so I walked farther back in the house and came to a bedroom. I figured there was a bathroom in there. I was wary to enter someone's private room, but I really had to go at that point and figured no one would see me anyway.
I went into the room and realized it was the leader of the group's room- the house was his. I forgot my urge to pee and began to snoop about, observing all of his stuff. It was a very beautifully decorated room. There was something done to the windows that made the light coming into the room look absolutely stunning, and there was a gold sheen to the wallpaper or the paint. I remember flashes of gold in the room. There was a huge white bed...a lot of gold and white. There were a few small statues in the room. One was of a dragon and one seemed to be a young man wearing a red hood and cloak. A very interesting place.
I eventually went to leave the room and walked smack into the leader. He of course noticed me at this point and got very angry, yelling that I wasn't supposed to be there and he thought he'd had someone take me home. I felt rather ashamed at this point- guilty for trespassing on someone's private property just because I was curious. His whole demeanor suddenly changed, though, and he was like "No, you can come with us. We will show you <something I can't remember>." Very quickly everyone moved to what seemed to be a Satanic church...pews and pulpit and everything. It looked like someone was going to give a sermon.
A thin man dressed in black stood up, but he started talking about really random things that seemed to have no relevance to anything, and I very quickly got bored. I was sandwiched between two large men who kept messing with me, giggling at how stupid someone like me looked in a place like that. I felt very self-conscious at first, but then I decided to just observe with detached interest instead of caring what was actually happening, and to let the sensory data I gathered be its own reward. At this point things seemed to change a bit.
The leader was suddenly sitting next to me, looking at me quite often. I could tell he was studying me. I glanced at his eyes once and realized they were an amazing shade of blue/green/purple. Somehow they were all of those colors at once. I can't really explain it, but it was very beautiful. Then the "sermon" was over, and everyone was lingering around, talking and such. I migrated over to a wall and stood by myself.
One of the men who had been with me in the pew- a large blonde man- came over to me and said "You are not one of us yet, but we will purify you in blood." I didn't take this as a threat. It seemed he was trying to show some form of respect. Then the other man, who was just as large and with dark hair, came over, talked to me a bit, and said he would permit me to hug him. I was like great, I love hugs! I moved to hug him but he pushed me away and said "No, no. That's not how we do it." He said that we were supposed to run at each other like we were going to attack each other, then collide into each other's arms and grasp one another tightly. It was supposed to release primal emotion and intensify the experience. It seemed like everything these guys did was intense. After the lesson in "satanic hugging" I woke up. I haven't studied Satanism in depth, but I doubt they have special hugging rituals lol.