Whenever I have taken God’s name in my nightmares, the monsters never walked away. Instead, they stayed there. And they always smiled at me. They gave me that smirk. But they didn’t touch me.
I don’t understand.
Whenever I have taken God’s name in my nightmares, the monsters never walked away. Instead, they stayed there. And they always smiled at me. They gave me that smirk. But they didn’t touch me.
I don’t understand.
some say you wake up before you die… this is untrue because i have had one of those whisp sort of dreams where you get up from your body… and can look down on it (but perhaps that’s not truly dying)
but i have had a few nightmares in my day and the recurring theme in the monsters has always been cynacism…
one time i made friends with these convicts who escaped some sort of prison and were roaming my nebourghood… (in a dream of coarse)
they were pretty cool but they were kinda mean… towards the end of the dream they were mixing something…
something like a mortar and pestle, from what i remember it was reddish but i wasn’t paying attention, we were just kinda sitting around in what started to look more and more like a jail cell…
they crowded around me and i saw their evil smirks… one was bald with a red beard and the other was an italian type guy…
everything was happening fast, almost like i was drugged or something. but right before i woke up i had been knocked down into a sinking chair from which i couldnt get out; they quickly brought the bowl with the mixture close to my face and i said very uneasily “what is that!”. they didnt react but leaned in closer with their evil smiles, and as they quickly poured the mixture down my throat while holding my down they calmly and deliberatly said.
“Poison”…
then i woke up sweating…
i have had a few other interesting nightmares but not many… i usually only remember my dreams after eating alot of chocholate oddly enough… but i am very firm in the belief that what our minds generalize about ultimate villans will be how our dreams portray them.
what is more scary than a villan who gets enjoyment out of harming you?, resulting in the evil smirk; not a smirk you want to see…
Astral Projection. Interesting.
Odd.
I like what you have said here. But I always thought God’s name warded these things away. But perhaps because they are thoughts…
i had a very interesting uncle, rest his soul, and he was a very eccentric character. his name was Patch Madduck Aquin.
not only was he an accomplished aircraft mechanic, a popular DJ at a local exotic dance club, and a motorycle god, but he was an avid Astral Traveler.
i dont pretent to judge the validity of these claims but the sincereity was there.
he told me about Traveling and playing a game of darts and pool with his father…
he also spoke of people he knew who claimed to group Astral travel.
he told me they would put matresses on their doors and have people guarding the rooms because apparently if you are woken up while astral traveling, you die.
Odd.
I like what you have said here. But I always thought God’s name warded these things away. But perhaps because they are thoughts…
right… wouldn’t it be scary if god didn’t work on these monsters? you must remember that dreams are your own thoughts and assuming your mind knows how to make a nightmare scary, god simply becomes a normality like 911, which has failed me in a few dreams.
i had a very interesting uncle, rest his soul, and he was a very eccentric character. his name was Patch Madduck Aquin.
not only was he an accomplished aircraft mechanic, a popular DJ at a local exotic dance club, and a motorycle god, but he was an avid Astral Traveler.
i dont pretent to judge the validity of these claims but the sincereity was there.
he told me about Traveling and playing a game of darts and pool with his father…
he also spoke of people he knew who claimed to group Astral travel.
he told me they would put matresses on their doors and have people guarding the rooms because apparently if you are woken up while astral traveling, you die.
Wow. These things really catch my interest…and I’ve never heard of that at all. This reminds me, in a thread named What Is Consciousness To You, I had wrote:
Astral Projection is the process of leaving ones body during sleep. It has occurred to YOU although you may have not been aware of it.
For ex.
In Your Dream: You are falling into a pit. Rolling down the stairs. Tripping over a rock.
These all lead you to feel as if you are literally falling, rolling, or tripping, and just as you are about to reach the end of your fall, you are somewhat awoken with a force. As if you fell right into your mattress. This force that seems to awaken you is due to your soul reuniting with your body. Your soul, at many points, although you are unconscious of it doing so, leaves the body and travels. Where it is traveling…? That could well be part of another thread.
So maybe, considering that your soul is not yet reunited with your body, that is why awakened people die. But the question is, if they are not occupied within their physical forms, how can they die…or be awakened for that matter? They have taken the form of almost simply a spirit soul…
But what happens to that spirit soul…
Very confusing. But interesting Wonderer. You really got me thinking on this one.
i thought you might find it intriguing