It started with a firefight. I don't remember the whole dream but Gerald, myself and a companion were running form something/trying to sneak through something and got caught. Gerald stuffed us into a teleport and promised he would follow. The teleport took us to a sandstone maze. It was indoors but bright, almost sunlit. We had been here before but had never made it out. There was something desireable at the end. I don't recall the walking through part but we found ourselves at a "fork in the road." the path we normally took, the path we knew was the way out, had a monster at the end and the only way to get past him was to trick him. But Gerald had told us of another way out, one that involved solving a puzzle rather than trying to sneak past a monster. We took that path and would up in a cube pit, 12" x 12" x 12". The way in sealed behind us (I think we actually climbed into the pit), there was no turning back. The walls were blank but Gerald had promised us that he knew the solution to the puzzle. We waited and heard the sound of fighting. The dream cut to Gerald and he was fighting the monster. He was younger in the maze, a warrior rather than a scholar. he beat the monster and came to us. He solved the puzzle but only I made it through to the other side.
The maze dream dissolved into a fantasy-ish dream. It was dark and there was something big burning in the distance. A dinosaur attacked. Someone shrunk it and threw it into the lake, a warrior woman. She became trapped in an invisible something and dissappeared (lumped in with a bunch of dormant man warriors in a tomb?) We found where she had gone on the ground, it was like a seal in the dirt. when we freed her it felt like it had been a while.
The next thing I remember is being put in an ancient passage as a child/tween. I feel like this was part of the warrior lady dream. I was told if I cleaned the whole stone passage, I would be able to meet the king. I wiped away some dirt from the floor and it revealed a cave painting. As I looked closer it seemed as though there were many cave paintings. I got up and walked deeper into the passage and found a room full of them, floor to celing. When I emerged from the tomb/passage I was a young woman. The person who had put me in there was waiting outside, and took me to the king.
I was nervous and giddy, I had waited all my life to meet the handsome king. When we met he was much older but still handsome. He was charming as well, and asked me if I would like to stay the night with him. I agreed. It seemed beautiful to me but when I woke up the next morning, he had turned into an ugly, fat, rude, and lazy man with a bowl hair cut and pustules on his neck. I served him food and tended to his bath like a good girl but deeply regretted our night together. Some other things happened (including a sort of reflection of a family laughing and talking around a table that pulled a string somewhere inside me) and I went back in time to warn my younger self of things. She knew who I was, there was no weird "OMG you're me!" moment. I had a conversation with her, checking in to make sure she was ok. She was wiser than I had imagined. I asked her if she wanted to be warned of something (the king thing) and she said no. Then she was put in the passage and I saw the reflection again. It hurt even more this time, but I had the feeling I would never get there.
edit: snow canyon dream
Friday, February 13, 2015
Monday, December 8, 2014
The shit that I see...
This was a dream within a dream. What matters here are the visuals.
There was a tiger poster in my bedroom. It was spiritual, It had an image of a humanoid tiger in strange armor who stood on two feet. It may have been on four feet at some points too with the view being from the top. When humanoid, it was holding a scythe. It was on an indigo blue field, a night sky. The field itself held a swirl of spiritual symbols in place of stars. They spiraled from a point off-left. The tiger was on the right.
A sage in the dream told me that we could find spirituality anywhere. It was unclear whether the sage was in the room or a phantasm. Maybe he was the tiger. He said that his grandson searched for years and years but never found anything, but one day in the Nevada desert he stood by a certain rock for a very long time and was overtaken by this vision:
Stones flying through a red (maroon) void, a neon yellow sun (gem, rock, glows like a firefly) in the distance is the source. The stones spiral back toward the sun like a winding tornado. Is the stone the source? Music is playing. I am within the stones and they turn toward me. They are stone birds, and they are flying in a circle. I'm part of the flock. The sage man is speaking (more like shouting) and I'm struck by the fact that he sounds like Christoper Lee. I don't remember what he says. The vision has an overall feel of tension/action. The birds are angry and keep giving me dirty looks.
boiling planets dream (next)
seagull, died in a cave dream (next next)
There was a tiger poster in my bedroom. It was spiritual, It had an image of a humanoid tiger in strange armor who stood on two feet. It may have been on four feet at some points too with the view being from the top. When humanoid, it was holding a scythe. It was on an indigo blue field, a night sky. The field itself held a swirl of spiritual symbols in place of stars. They spiraled from a point off-left. The tiger was on the right.
A sage in the dream told me that we could find spirituality anywhere. It was unclear whether the sage was in the room or a phantasm. Maybe he was the tiger. He said that his grandson searched for years and years but never found anything, but one day in the Nevada desert he stood by a certain rock for a very long time and was overtaken by this vision:
Stones flying through a red (maroon) void, a neon yellow sun (gem, rock, glows like a firefly) in the distance is the source. The stones spiral back toward the sun like a winding tornado. Is the stone the source? Music is playing. I am within the stones and they turn toward me. They are stone birds, and they are flying in a circle. I'm part of the flock. The sage man is speaking (more like shouting) and I'm struck by the fact that he sounds like Christoper Lee. I don't remember what he says. The vision has an overall feel of tension/action. The birds are angry and keep giving me dirty looks.
boiling planets dream (next)
seagull, died in a cave dream (next next)
Monday, October 27, 2014
Anime dream. Seriously.
A little girl and little boy develop a friendship. Both are lonely. Little girl lives with dad who is loving but never around. Little boy lives with a demanding mom who shows little love. the little girl begins to see things at night, visions, spirits, happenings (spells, explosions). nobody else seems to see, so she tries to ignore them. A fox spirit notices that she sees things and begins to watch her. one night, as she's walking past the little boy's house, she sees boxes outside. He's moving. He comes outside and she stops him, telling him he can't leave. He seems tragically sad. His mother comes out of the house and tells him that he must leave, it's time to go. He tells his mom that he wants to stay. She pulls out a string with flat colored discs strung perpendicular to the string from top to bottom. She twirls it and the colors and patterns create a hypnotic illusion; the boy is transfixed. As he stares, his eyes begin to glow and then the discs glow. He catches fire but is not consumed, the flames are cool and calm. The little girl cries out and wraps him into a hug. He does not respond. She takes his head in her hands and forces him to look her in the eye. The spell is momentarily broken. She tells him he can't leave because she loves him. He is confused for a moment but finally responds. He says he cares about her too but that he "can't..." and looks back at his mother. She is using the twirly thing to call a magical vehicle. It is silver and blue, it looks like a limo from Futurama. His mother tells the little girl that she can never match her powers and tells the little boy that he had better come or she will leave him behind. The boy doesn't want to go but does anyway. The little girl promises herself that she will find him again. The fox is watching. He offers to teach her the kind of magic the woman uses ("string magic") and she says yes. She discovers that using string magic allows her to effect the things she sees, visions and such. They were passive up until now.
She has a vision of the "Second Apocalypse," she sees the "strength" titan fall, deteriorating into clay, and of herself being consumed by another titan. (Called "mustard titan" in the dream. It is deadly and smells bad, look into mustard gas)
The fox is speaking with his cohorts. They question his decision to teach her, saying that she isn't strong enough and "can't do it." The fox believes in her and tells his cohorts that they have no other choice.
He teaches her an avoidance trick. The idea is to tie a string around the waist, and if tied in a certain way, it will float up and stay there, as if it is part of a larger suspension cable. He tells her to tug it (or he will tug it) and she will be pulled out of harm's way. (it will look like she disappears for a moment).
She gets an opportunity to use the avoidance spell when a boar spirit wants to attack a police officer in a park. She ties the spell and tries to save him, but fails. The police officer is killed.
The police that were with him report him being attacked by a dog and that the little girl tried to save him. The ambulance comes and protocol is followed. The girl walks home with her dad. She keeps it together for a little while but eventually breaks down and cries. She says "I killed someone for real this time."
This is the first event in which a human has been killed by a spirit. The Third Apocalypse has begun.
She has a vision of the "Second Apocalypse," she sees the "strength" titan fall, deteriorating into clay, and of herself being consumed by another titan. (Called "mustard titan" in the dream. It is deadly and smells bad, look into mustard gas)
The fox is speaking with his cohorts. They question his decision to teach her, saying that she isn't strong enough and "can't do it." The fox believes in her and tells his cohorts that they have no other choice.
He teaches her an avoidance trick. The idea is to tie a string around the waist, and if tied in a certain way, it will float up and stay there, as if it is part of a larger suspension cable. He tells her to tug it (or he will tug it) and she will be pulled out of harm's way. (it will look like she disappears for a moment).
She gets an opportunity to use the avoidance spell when a boar spirit wants to attack a police officer in a park. She ties the spell and tries to save him, but fails. The police officer is killed.
The police that were with him report him being attacked by a dog and that the little girl tried to save him. The ambulance comes and protocol is followed. The girl walks home with her dad. She keeps it together for a little while but eventually breaks down and cries. She says "I killed someone for real this time."
This is the first event in which a human has been killed by a spirit. The Third Apocalypse has begun.
Friday, September 12, 2014
Something about haunted caves.
there were pools in the caves. The water is hot and silky, with the appearance of steaming milky bowls. There used to be a resort here, but it closed down. We stumbled upon this place by accident. When I bathed in the pools, I felt relaxed and sensual. There were others as well, bathing closer to the spout where the water is richer. Something happened and became wary while the others became scared, irritable, paranoid. We followed them out of the pool but they went deeper and deeper into the mines. The mines themselves seemed to be carved, the walls square from each other. They were of dark gray granite, like the rocks that protrude from loam of the Appalachian mountains. There were many twists, turns, and seemingly endless tunnels. One such tunnel terminated in a wildly canted staircase that dove to unknowable depths. It was down this staircase that we lost some. There was an argument, we tried to convince them to stay, that something in the pools had made them delirious. We knew that if they went so far in they wouldn't come back. We tried to tell them, but they didn't care. They were looking for something, and were convinced the way that they were talking would lead them to it. We gave up and turned back, knowing the others were lost and that following them would lead us to our certain doom. I had a crushing sense of deja vu.
We ourselves became lost in the caves. Whatever happened in the pools had disoriented us. A young man appeared. He was happy, confident, snarky but overall friendly. He is small, but very handsome. He rich brown hair that hangs to the shoulder, and piercing green eyes. He looks like a younger and slimmer Andrew WK. He told us of a strange power in these caves, concentrated in the pools. It is unfriendly to humans, and seeks to disorient them so that they may become lost in its labyrinthine clutches. It is implied that our newfound friend is not human. He leads us to a stone staircase that will lead us up and out to the old resort complex and bids us farewell.
The resort complex itself is old. The design is Victorian, with a slightly haunted-house feel to it. The architecture reminds me of a castle. We are preparing to leave, but I look down the hill and see that there is an entire town full of people at the base of the resort ridge. My friends want to go home but I decide that I will go and explore. When I reach the bottom I encounter a strange building. It is less than a story high and long like a wall or barrier rather than a building. There are small trees planted along the side, with paths winding back to unseeable "entrances." I find a grate that is glowing green. Being the only visible opening in this strange building, I bend down to inspect. I open the grate and the green light is blinding. I am unable to pass through and creepy old lady fingers are poking out of the edges. My friend reappears and tells me that this is the Witches' door. He leads me to the proper door and we enter what appears to be a pawn shop. The inside is the same as parts of the caves: gray stone carved into huge blocks. He knows the store owner and they have a conversation while I explore the wares. They're all old and brassy, and look like they're from the early 1900's.
My friend leads me to a few other places in the town. The streets are cobblestone and all of the buildings are the same as the first: long, low, winding and with few visible entrances. There are people about, wandering the streets in and out of sight. It starts to get late and my friend starts leading me back toward the resort. I want to stay, but know intuitively that it's time to go. As he leads me to the front entrance of the resort where I came in, I ask him to come with me. He says that he can't that he must stay here. I get the impression that leaving is impossible for him. I'm sad to go, sad to leave him, but I know that I must.
We ourselves became lost in the caves. Whatever happened in the pools had disoriented us. A young man appeared. He was happy, confident, snarky but overall friendly. He is small, but very handsome. He rich brown hair that hangs to the shoulder, and piercing green eyes. He looks like a younger and slimmer Andrew WK. He told us of a strange power in these caves, concentrated in the pools. It is unfriendly to humans, and seeks to disorient them so that they may become lost in its labyrinthine clutches. It is implied that our newfound friend is not human. He leads us to a stone staircase that will lead us up and out to the old resort complex and bids us farewell.
The resort complex itself is old. The design is Victorian, with a slightly haunted-house feel to it. The architecture reminds me of a castle. We are preparing to leave, but I look down the hill and see that there is an entire town full of people at the base of the resort ridge. My friends want to go home but I decide that I will go and explore. When I reach the bottom I encounter a strange building. It is less than a story high and long like a wall or barrier rather than a building. There are small trees planted along the side, with paths winding back to unseeable "entrances." I find a grate that is glowing green. Being the only visible opening in this strange building, I bend down to inspect. I open the grate and the green light is blinding. I am unable to pass through and creepy old lady fingers are poking out of the edges. My friend reappears and tells me that this is the Witches' door. He leads me to the proper door and we enter what appears to be a pawn shop. The inside is the same as parts of the caves: gray stone carved into huge blocks. He knows the store owner and they have a conversation while I explore the wares. They're all old and brassy, and look like they're from the early 1900's.
My friend leads me to a few other places in the town. The streets are cobblestone and all of the buildings are the same as the first: long, low, winding and with few visible entrances. There are people about, wandering the streets in and out of sight. It starts to get late and my friend starts leading me back toward the resort. I want to stay, but know intuitively that it's time to go. As he leads me to the front entrance of the resort where I came in, I ask him to come with me. He says that he can't that he must stay here. I get the impression that leaving is impossible for him. I'm sad to go, sad to leave him, but I know that I must.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Lifelight/The Tapestry
Lifelight was supposed to be a tool for good. we would go in and save lives and societies, maintain peace in the multiverse. Our director was Ramona. One event, we went into a river/forest society to fight big bat creatures. I was flying over a great lake and landed in a pine tree, chasing off the draghkar, when I looked behind me to see a great war machine, eating up the forest and its people. The shock woke me from lifelight and I woke to find Ramona at the controls, running the machine that was destroying the forest. In my anger, I grabbed a weapon and shot her. Guards heard the shots and chased me through the complex. Fast-forward, I'm attending a ceremony with some of my colleagues. It's twilight at a lake village. One of them is my lover. He's flirting with a former ex in the water and other women are trying to join. I raise my arm to get his attention and give him a stern look. the woman next to me slaps my arm away. We fight. A mediator from my group of colleagues drags me away and I have a minor breakdown. I'm knocked from that world and brought to the lifelight direct input center (a stepping stone between my world and the others) where my colleague sits me down and asks what's wrong. I tell him that I'm miserable and angry at Jack, and that I miss my husband with every fiber of my being. My colleague offers himself to me, I tell him that's impossible (our minds are at the input center, but I have no idea where his body is) He hugs me and brings my lover back in. My lover hugs me and we exit lifelight together. I wake up in a shock like waking from a dream and it's freezing outside. Jack wakes with me and asks why it's so cold. I say "it's because we've been spending too much damn time in lifelight." I remember that there was an apocalypse and that everyone we know is dead besides jack and the few lifelight jumpers we run into when we stream. most people are lawless bandits, at least as far as we know.
We live in a shed that we've rigged with lifelight wiring. I grab an axe to go outside and find firewood. We live in a place where trees are sparse and I have to walk far from my shed before I get to a tree. and I'm chopping, I see a person driving through the plains and I run away. I get close to the shack to warn Jack, but they have caught up with me. I find that they are peaceable, then I wake up.
We live in a shed that we've rigged with lifelight wiring. I grab an axe to go outside and find firewood. We live in a place where trees are sparse and I have to walk far from my shed before I get to a tree. and I'm chopping, I see a person driving through the plains and I run away. I get close to the shack to warn Jack, but they have caught up with me. I find that they are peaceable, then I wake up.
Thursday, May 9, 2013
The Rivers are Running Again
This one isn't very interesting. But I'm going to paint it :D
A city's skyline at dusk, transposed against a backdrop of winter-brown mountains. The sun is a glowing-hot orb that makes shadows of the mountains and skyline. A single white building is visible in its glare. Nobody is around.
I am travelling down an old stretch of interstate asphalt; two or three lanes. I have a companion with me, we have recently met but have developed a familiarity. We're going in the same direction and he's going to be travelling with me for a period of time. We rely on each other.
On either side of us rise grassy medians. We are in a part of the road that was once an interchange, and above us, bridges and overpasses stretch to the sky.
There is a sudden change in our awareness, something has happened. We hear water trickling, then rushing. We run to the median just as a rush of water floods the interstate, but it isn't normal water. It's luminescent, it glows with a milky white light. Within the water, iridescent rainbow abstractions flicker.
We don't really understand the water, but it moves with speed. We decide to build a boat and travel along it. It will save us the walking and make our journey easier.
A city's skyline at dusk, transposed against a backdrop of winter-brown mountains. The sun is a glowing-hot orb that makes shadows of the mountains and skyline. A single white building is visible in its glare. Nobody is around.
I am travelling down an old stretch of interstate asphalt; two or three lanes. I have a companion with me, we have recently met but have developed a familiarity. We're going in the same direction and he's going to be travelling with me for a period of time. We rely on each other.
On either side of us rise grassy medians. We are in a part of the road that was once an interchange, and above us, bridges and overpasses stretch to the sky.
There is a sudden change in our awareness, something has happened. We hear water trickling, then rushing. We run to the median just as a rush of water floods the interstate, but it isn't normal water. It's luminescent, it glows with a milky white light. Within the water, iridescent rainbow abstractions flicker.
We don't really understand the water, but it moves with speed. We decide to build a boat and travel along it. It will save us the walking and make our journey easier.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Infinity
Come with me, child,
And i'll shoot you into infinity
Come with me, child,
And i'll shoot you into the boundless void
Where your soul will fire a thousand and one suns
And your body will birth their thousand and one earths
Come with me, child
And we'll swim in a sea of stars
You'll lose your body and the confines of your mind
And your soul will finally run free
Come with me, child
And i'll shoot you into infinity
And i'll shoot you into infinity
Come with me, child,
And i'll shoot you into the boundless void
Where your soul will fire a thousand and one suns
And your body will birth their thousand and one earths
Come with me, child
And we'll swim in a sea of stars
You'll lose your body and the confines of your mind
And your soul will finally run free
Come with me, child
And i'll shoot you into infinity
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