Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dream. Show all posts

Saturday, March 21, 2020

Pug, Hospice and Guardian of the Trees.


Today I dreamed that I was at home with my boyfriend, but he was not my real boyfriend. I had gotten a pug for a dating gift, but the animal had an evil spirit inside. Every time we were alone, he would raise knives to hit me and speak curses in languages ​​I did not understand. I fell down the stairs just looking at him.

So I tried to perform an exorcism on him, with all possible unrealistic pomp and witchcraft. When my boyfriend saw this, he called the police. I didn't see anything, I was focused on looking the dog's eyes, but when I looked up to rest, I saw a strong policeman with a big mustache looking at me seriously. He handcuffed me and said that we would take care of my ''problem''.

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It was then that they took me to a huge sanatorium on top of a hill. It looked very much like a castle, with large halls, huge doors carved in gold, stone staircases. There wasn't torture and screaming…or people throwing poop on the walls. They were all normal people who were being forced to become 100% happy and playful all time. I looked at it all with suspicion. It was impossible for everyone to be happy all the time.
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There were art activities, studies, reintegration into the job market and children's play. In one of these "activities", I saw a boy. He was blond, about 12 years old, wore a red shirt, short hair, thin cheeks. He had been indicated to participate in the game: "how to act with your parents". There was a room with an actor as a father, a normal living room..but with about 60 people being an audience..like one of those auditorium shows.

When he finished the performance, he asked his "teacher":
-Did I do well this time? -The nervous look, cold sweat and looked at me.

The teacher wrote down some things and turned his back, then the boy turned to me and said:
"- You need to do well in your turn. Don't forget to smile."

The view from my window was beautiful: clear blue sea and a beautiful sunset, but a dark and gloomy forest in front, where not even that blood red and orange sunset entered. I thought it was really weird and decided to go and investigate.

To go out from sanatorium was not that hard, it was just pretending to the guards I was really happy and that I would play in the sand on the beach.

When I got close to the forest, I realized that it was surrounded by a high concrete wall and a padlocked gate. I went around trying to find another entrance. When I looked again, the door was open and I went inside. There were huge trees, tall, old, dark and surrounded by fog.

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I was walking in tree corridors trying to find out what was there, when an old man appeared beside me. He had a staff and a golden garment like gold. He spoke to me that in order to to activate the forest I needed to go to its center and extract the beauty of it.

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I walked a little further and came to a clearing, with old and destroyed houses around, poorly finished windmills and a stream. Like magic, I started to really feel a lot of joy inside me and I sang, I sang like I had never sung before. My voice was beautiful and the music was that from Anastácia, Disney.




Gradually, the forest became beautiful, alive, clear, the houses were restored, the mills were spinning, the birds were singing and there were white, pink and lilac flowers everywhere. The trees were no longer scary, they were green and flowery and the sky, which was already very dark, cleared as if we were in the morning.

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Suddenly, I hear a scary song, like these ones that come before a boss in games: he was a guardian of the forest, similar to those of the "Lord of the Rings", but thin and with a horned helmet on his head.
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He chased me through the trees while I ran and tried to find a way to stop him from killing me. Suddenly, the old man appeared and gave me his staff. I climbed a tree and stuck the staff between the creature's eyes, which turned to dust, the helmet falling heavily on the ground. I didn't want this but I had to.

And then, I finally woke up.

Monday, October 14, 2019

Blue fire and The Bomberman.



Today's dream was unlike any other dream I've ever had.

 I was an employee of an excavation mine. Our company had dug deep into a mountain and there was a very deep hole in the darkness. The weird part of the situation was that the mountain was made of minecraft blocks.

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The miners began to die during work, so I went to check what was going on. There was a blue fire surrounding the whole mountain inside and a giant demon dog inside. In addition, there was a man, all dressed in black, who called himself the bomberman. With a scary yellow smile, the bomberman tried to kill me by throwing a grenade at me. I fled to the other exit of the mountain.


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I left in a weird place, very poor and dirty. Out of nowhere, a baby appeared on my lap. I heard about another woman who needed to pass the mountain and was worried about the monsters that were there. I offered my help and we climbed a long narrow stairway, made of cement and up a slum. Reaching the top, the woman comments, "I don't like to come by. There's a lioness who hates me."


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When I looked, there was a huge lioness with a pink dress and a bow on her head, looking at us. But, for some reason,  she got distracted and we tried to get right past her. We ran to the other street, but the lioness reached the other woman with the baby. I saw the scene, terrified, and screamed to get the lioness's attention, who got distracted and fell off a cliff, breaking her neck. I went down the slope and went to try to help the lioness. She was drowning in her own blood. For some reason she breathed but didn't move. Conveniently, a person who worked in one of the houses around appeared and we took care of the lioness.
Calmingly, the woman and I walked back toward the mountain. This time "the bomberman" wasn't there, but the devilish dog had turned into a nice labrador and it led us to the mountain's exit.

The blue fire turned to ice and we could climb back through the mountain hole.