Post by bryson on Mar 1, 2008 17:19:28 GMT
I'm just going to go with the idea that where I was in my dreams last night, was "the other side," for lack of a better phrase. Every time I go somewhere that feels like the other side while I'm there, it's always very crowded. Y'all the other side is crowded as hell to me. (I don't believe in hell, but that's beside the point.) The last couple of nights in my dreams I had the feeling of being at the dream site before, maybe several times, including fragments of memories I don't actually remember experiencing. Familiarity that doesn't belong, if that makes sense.
Anywho, the dream last night was no exception. Dreams are so fragmented and monotonously detailed after awakening, so I will try my best to keep from completely rambling.
I followed this woman in what seemed like a hybrid of subway station/mass interplanetary meeting hub/parking garage with no cars. I followed her because she had a really positive vibe and I knew "from experience" that she gave really great readings. I ended up being in what became a crowd following her to her place where she did her readings. My friend Claire called my phone or something so I left abruptly, told her I'd call her back, turned my phone off, and tried to return. On my way back through I ran into some people:
This guy I knew in high school (who could very well be alive) who I knew to be dead was doing things to creep out and scare living people who could not see him. Apparently, he did this all the time, and wasn't bothered by my light scolding. Everybody seemed pretty accepting of whatever stupid/annoying/obtrusive actions that were going on around them. An old woman came up to me and said "Hello" with a smile and I exclaimed, "HI!!!" I'd known her right away and had strong feelings of love. Then, bewildered, I asked why I knew her. Kinda like "Hey, I know you! Who the hell are you?" She explained she was some kind of mother figure from a recent lifetime where I had autism. Okay, whatever. Let me leave out a bunch of other vivid rememberings so I can get to the end...
When I made my way back to the Lady of Clear Vision, I didn't end up in the same place, but rather a big underground-shaman-like room with a lot of medieval vibes to it. This place had a much stronger vibe of familiarity, like had been there once before, more recently and gotten a reading from the man at the table. This time (apparently unlike the last) a large crowd of people filed in to wait for their turn with him. I sat down as about number 3 or four, and ended up waiting through 6 or 7 long readings, trying to keep myself busy.
[Totally and completely interesting side note: this guy had little beige urns with corks, that had what I'm guessing is remains of the fellow I just described from high school, and a printed picture of his face. They were just there for anyone who needed on to have, like lighters at a gas station. WEIRD!]
Okay, so when I get my turn, my boyfriend comes in sits down next to me at the table, I guess to share my reading with me. He gave me some pink flower petal to eat. It was supposed to mess me up in a good way or something, but it just made me feel drunk. I never got any kind of reading which isn't a surprise, since I was dreaming, but after I drank that stuff, I left and came back to the station/crowded hub, only it was totally empty. I could still feel a full presence though so I turned on my video phone and played back video that was on there of that exact location before, and everything I pointed the phone to as I walked showed that it was actually very full. My vision flashed a couple of times from empty to full, and then I walked through a door to an office room full of people. I walked out the door, some lady in a yellow night club dress was having a seizure on the ground in the parking lot.
I said, "Hey, somebody call 911!" Then I realized I was carrying my phone out and around and did it myself. I went in and told the office people and they were like "yeah, so? It happens" and stuff.
Then I woke up. Sorry, I rambled and I promised not to.
Interpret away!
Anywho, the dream last night was no exception. Dreams are so fragmented and monotonously detailed after awakening, so I will try my best to keep from completely rambling.
I followed this woman in what seemed like a hybrid of subway station/mass interplanetary meeting hub/parking garage with no cars. I followed her because she had a really positive vibe and I knew "from experience" that she gave really great readings. I ended up being in what became a crowd following her to her place where she did her readings. My friend Claire called my phone or something so I left abruptly, told her I'd call her back, turned my phone off, and tried to return. On my way back through I ran into some people:
This guy I knew in high school (who could very well be alive) who I knew to be dead was doing things to creep out and scare living people who could not see him. Apparently, he did this all the time, and wasn't bothered by my light scolding. Everybody seemed pretty accepting of whatever stupid/annoying/obtrusive actions that were going on around them. An old woman came up to me and said "Hello" with a smile and I exclaimed, "HI!!!" I'd known her right away and had strong feelings of love. Then, bewildered, I asked why I knew her. Kinda like "Hey, I know you! Who the hell are you?" She explained she was some kind of mother figure from a recent lifetime where I had autism. Okay, whatever. Let me leave out a bunch of other vivid rememberings so I can get to the end...
When I made my way back to the Lady of Clear Vision, I didn't end up in the same place, but rather a big underground-shaman-like room with a lot of medieval vibes to it. This place had a much stronger vibe of familiarity, like had been there once before, more recently and gotten a reading from the man at the table. This time (apparently unlike the last) a large crowd of people filed in to wait for their turn with him. I sat down as about number 3 or four, and ended up waiting through 6 or 7 long readings, trying to keep myself busy.
[Totally and completely interesting side note: this guy had little beige urns with corks, that had what I'm guessing is remains of the fellow I just described from high school, and a printed picture of his face. They were just there for anyone who needed on to have, like lighters at a gas station. WEIRD!]
Okay, so when I get my turn, my boyfriend comes in sits down next to me at the table, I guess to share my reading with me. He gave me some pink flower petal to eat. It was supposed to mess me up in a good way or something, but it just made me feel drunk. I never got any kind of reading which isn't a surprise, since I was dreaming, but after I drank that stuff, I left and came back to the station/crowded hub, only it was totally empty. I could still feel a full presence though so I turned on my video phone and played back video that was on there of that exact location before, and everything I pointed the phone to as I walked showed that it was actually very full. My vision flashed a couple of times from empty to full, and then I walked through a door to an office room full of people. I walked out the door, some lady in a yellow night club dress was having a seizure on the ground in the parking lot.
I said, "Hey, somebody call 911!" Then I realized I was carrying my phone out and around and did it myself. I went in and told the office people and they were like "yeah, so? It happens" and stuff.
Then I woke up. Sorry, I rambled and I promised not to.
Interpret away!