04-16-2012, 04:31 PM
The super intense dreams are almost becoming too much to bear. Last night was so fully of highly compacted emotions and images that I spent a good part of the dream weeping uncontrollably.
I barely remember the first dream. I just remember there was a message I was supposed to give TheEternal, and some sort of symbol in front of my vision. I don't fully remember the symbol or the message, but I remember there was some very intense feeling in the dream.
In the second dream my dad was dying of some disease. There was a lot of graveyard imagery in the dream. We all lived in this quaint little town with an old graveyard. I was very upset about the fact that he was dying. I remember that we were in this dark room, and he lit some candles, but somehow the fire was blue, and it cast this amazing light across the room, and it looked like blue and indigo jewels shimmering all over the floor. This ethereal music began to play and I could see my father's True Soul, and the experience was so beautiful that I began weeping profusely. The emotion was only compounded by the fact that I knew he was going to die soon. It literally felt like my heart was going to burst. Then he died, and a lot of other people started dying, including young, healthy people who died suddenly of heart attacks. It was like people all over the earth were just deciding it was their time to go.
Shortly after that I remember seeing horrible images of war on TV screens that had been set up in the streets. The most graphic, grotesque scenes of slaughter and terror, and everyone was just staring at the TVs, transfixed. I turned away, unable to look. It seemed like the whole world was breaking out into complete chaotic war.
After that I had a dream where I had a baby. As is usual for dreams where I have children, there didn't seem to be a father. I simply had an infant. I was freaking out because it had happened so suddenly and I didn't know how to take care of a baby. I realized I didn't even know how to change a diaper. I didn't know what to feed it. I didn't know anything. In one part of the dream I was desperately searching the store I work at for diapers, not even knowing which kind to buy. I thought I should give it up for adoption, but as I stared down at the little girl I felt so close to her. When she was just a few weeks old she was already standing and speaking. I realized she was a very special baby who would do amazing things.
Then the baby girl got really sick somehow. For some reason I felt that this one man who was the leader of a crime ring or something like that could tell me how to cure her. Then there was this random scene inserted into the dream that seemingly had nothing to do with the rest of the dream, in which the Joker was telling someone that Batman was dying, and he was going to save him because neither of them could exist without the other. There always had to be Batman and the Joker. You couldn't have just one of them.
After that I went back to the regular plot of the dream. One of my friends and I decided to break into the base of this crime lord to try to get his help. We had to swim underwater through all these tunnels...it was a very arduous task, breaking into the place. Finally we got in there and I realized the crime lord and all his goons were sitting very close to us, and they could easily see us if they looked in the right spot. I was trying to hide but suddenly my friend started standing up, pointing at nothing and smiling widely. I soon realized that one of they crime lord's lackeys- an older woman- had seen my friend and hypnotized her, and was making her think she was somewhere else.
The woman came over and I ended up punching her in the face, which broke my friend out of the illusion, but it also alerted everyone in the room to our presence. The crime lord came over and I begged him to help me save my daughter. He said no, he was going to have us put in jail for breaking into private property. But I just kept begging and pleading with him, and he finally relented, probably so I would shut up and leave him alone.
I was suddenly sitting in a chair sort of like a dentist chair, as it reclined back the way a dentist chair does. He stood in front of me and started speaking, and as he spoke pictures started forming from his words over my head. He started talking about REALLY complex things I couldn't understand...all sorts of leylines and energy webs around the world, and all these different bloodlines in history that were connected to it all somehow. I was straining to grasp even the essence of what he was talking about, as the concept was so huge my brain felt like it would burst when I even tried to understand it. He talked about Napoleon Bonaparte for a good while. I don't remember half of what he said, but I remember he said that Napoleon was very creative, both on the battlefield and off. He said that Napoleon was a great artist with a unique style, though most people didn't know this about him.
He then started talking about someone else important, though I don't remember who it was, and he put his mouth right next to mine, his lips lightly touching mine. I thought he was trying to kiss me, but then he spoke. Instead of words, it was more like some sort of pure vibrational language. I felt a vibration pass through me, and it just sounded like sounds, but somehow I realized it was a genuine language. As he did this, I began to experience the life of the person he was talking about, as if I was in his body. Apparently whoever the man was he had undergone something extremely painful, because I actually had to detach my consciousness from my body for a while because I was experiencing all his pain.
After all this happened I was like "Well, that was interesting, but how does it relate to my daughter?"
The crime lord said that my daughter needed a blood transfusion from the proper bloodline. Then I woke up. I felt very emotional after this dream, though I still don't understand the significance of most of it. The dreams I have been having lately stay with me long into the day.
I barely remember the first dream. I just remember there was a message I was supposed to give TheEternal, and some sort of symbol in front of my vision. I don't fully remember the symbol or the message, but I remember there was some very intense feeling in the dream.
In the second dream my dad was dying of some disease. There was a lot of graveyard imagery in the dream. We all lived in this quaint little town with an old graveyard. I was very upset about the fact that he was dying. I remember that we were in this dark room, and he lit some candles, but somehow the fire was blue, and it cast this amazing light across the room, and it looked like blue and indigo jewels shimmering all over the floor. This ethereal music began to play and I could see my father's True Soul, and the experience was so beautiful that I began weeping profusely. The emotion was only compounded by the fact that I knew he was going to die soon. It literally felt like my heart was going to burst. Then he died, and a lot of other people started dying, including young, healthy people who died suddenly of heart attacks. It was like people all over the earth were just deciding it was their time to go.
Shortly after that I remember seeing horrible images of war on TV screens that had been set up in the streets. The most graphic, grotesque scenes of slaughter and terror, and everyone was just staring at the TVs, transfixed. I turned away, unable to look. It seemed like the whole world was breaking out into complete chaotic war.
After that I had a dream where I had a baby. As is usual for dreams where I have children, there didn't seem to be a father. I simply had an infant. I was freaking out because it had happened so suddenly and I didn't know how to take care of a baby. I realized I didn't even know how to change a diaper. I didn't know what to feed it. I didn't know anything. In one part of the dream I was desperately searching the store I work at for diapers, not even knowing which kind to buy. I thought I should give it up for adoption, but as I stared down at the little girl I felt so close to her. When she was just a few weeks old she was already standing and speaking. I realized she was a very special baby who would do amazing things.
Then the baby girl got really sick somehow. For some reason I felt that this one man who was the leader of a crime ring or something like that could tell me how to cure her. Then there was this random scene inserted into the dream that seemingly had nothing to do with the rest of the dream, in which the Joker was telling someone that Batman was dying, and he was going to save him because neither of them could exist without the other. There always had to be Batman and the Joker. You couldn't have just one of them.
After that I went back to the regular plot of the dream. One of my friends and I decided to break into the base of this crime lord to try to get his help. We had to swim underwater through all these tunnels...it was a very arduous task, breaking into the place. Finally we got in there and I realized the crime lord and all his goons were sitting very close to us, and they could easily see us if they looked in the right spot. I was trying to hide but suddenly my friend started standing up, pointing at nothing and smiling widely. I soon realized that one of they crime lord's lackeys- an older woman- had seen my friend and hypnotized her, and was making her think she was somewhere else.
The woman came over and I ended up punching her in the face, which broke my friend out of the illusion, but it also alerted everyone in the room to our presence. The crime lord came over and I begged him to help me save my daughter. He said no, he was going to have us put in jail for breaking into private property. But I just kept begging and pleading with him, and he finally relented, probably so I would shut up and leave him alone.
I was suddenly sitting in a chair sort of like a dentist chair, as it reclined back the way a dentist chair does. He stood in front of me and started speaking, and as he spoke pictures started forming from his words over my head. He started talking about REALLY complex things I couldn't understand...all sorts of leylines and energy webs around the world, and all these different bloodlines in history that were connected to it all somehow. I was straining to grasp even the essence of what he was talking about, as the concept was so huge my brain felt like it would burst when I even tried to understand it. He talked about Napoleon Bonaparte for a good while. I don't remember half of what he said, but I remember he said that Napoleon was very creative, both on the battlefield and off. He said that Napoleon was a great artist with a unique style, though most people didn't know this about him.
He then started talking about someone else important, though I don't remember who it was, and he put his mouth right next to mine, his lips lightly touching mine. I thought he was trying to kiss me, but then he spoke. Instead of words, it was more like some sort of pure vibrational language. I felt a vibration pass through me, and it just sounded like sounds, but somehow I realized it was a genuine language. As he did this, I began to experience the life of the person he was talking about, as if I was in his body. Apparently whoever the man was he had undergone something extremely painful, because I actually had to detach my consciousness from my body for a while because I was experiencing all his pain.
After all this happened I was like "Well, that was interesting, but how does it relate to my daughter?"
The crime lord said that my daughter needed a blood transfusion from the proper bloodline. Then I woke up. I felt very emotional after this dream, though I still don't understand the significance of most of it. The dreams I have been having lately stay with me long into the day.
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