Satanic Dreams
For the past week or so I have had non stop nightmares of satanic images, even when I nap, I still get them. In my first dream I was in a damp cavern, the humidity in the air is so thick I can hardly breathe. The setting is some what of a the crusades by the fashion of clothing and armor sets on some of the people in the group with me. Its a cavern that opens up from a mouth of a cave that leads into a village, but the village is densely populated. As I leave the cavern I am confronted by two middle eastern men, who tell me that the priests are still in the church which awkwardly is located in the opening of the cavern. So the group in which I'm in starts out to the church. There is a thin path, sorta like a bridge that goes over a never ending fall as we cross over it. As we get closer, voices start to echo through out the cavern... One by one the people with me are thrown off into the darkness, only screams are heard, the bridge shifts knocking the others left off... Now its only me on the bridge, standing still I leap for the ending of the bridge which is at the mouth of the church gate. I slip and fall backwards, and fall into a darkness and hit the ground missing these barbed rocks on the bottom of the pit. On the barbs are the dead followers of my expedition to the church. As I stand up I see a door, my curiosity rises in me, and I walk into the opening. I fall down a small corridor, no bigger than your average hallway, only one way to go which is forward, and the walls and back entrance sealed off by stone walls, carved in them Biblical phrases from many passages in the bible. As I walk forward I here children talking, laughing. The echo is almost unbearable as my eyes and ears start to bleed. I fall down, my body limp and paralyzed and I look up and the bastardized bodies of children hanging from the walls, dismembered and blood is splashed all over them, they are pointing and laughing at me. My body's strength returns to me, yet I cant run, I try but i fall, getting back up just to try again. Realizing I cant I continue to walk down the hallway, now I smell blood. I can taste it as it clings to the humid air and the once small hallway starts to grow larger as I enter a small room. In the middle is a women naked, she is covered in blood and laughing. Around her are bodies of children, cut open and guts are spread all over the floor. There is a warm glow in the room yet no torches or lights. In the middle of the room with her is a goats skull she is spreading blood on with her hands. I get closer yet she doesn't seem to notice my presence. I kneel down uncontrollably and feel her womb, which is pregnant, bulging out with a baby. She looks up to me and whispers to me, "one against god" and my vision goes black. And I wake up in my bed, not thinking much of it, I say to myself "Gotta stop listening to Slipknot" and went back to bed.
The next night, its not as intense. The dream takes place in my room. I have my computer to the right of my bed with a computer chair, tall with arm rests on each side, your average chair. My room is pitch black and I'm talking to the women in my dream before, shes clothed in all black, her face is pale white, and shes sitting in my chair with the back turned to me. She is holding my dog (a new puppy I got recently) and is petting it. This dream felt so real like it was happening real time, and that it wasn't a dream. Suddenly, my mind caught up with the fact I'm talking to a chick dressed in all black with my dog at 3:01 in the morning, so I force myself fully awake and run up to turn on my light. As I hit the switch, I look back to see the chair slowly moving, in which I challenge myself to believe whether it was real or not due to I sleep with my fan on high speed.
The 3rd night is an awkward dream about my sister who passed away. In the dream it doesn't feel evil but I'm apparently being haunted by a ghost in which I can only see in reflections off slick surfaces, glass, or mirrors. Her skin is pale green and is sorta resembles the ghost off the grudge. The dream is one that feels like days and when you wake up your so relieved that you celebrate that morning with victory over your imagination. So the dream leads me to a church where I talk to this man, his wife and their son are on a old southern style wide porch out in the country aside a lake. This house is familiar because it was where my sister was found dead in her house. As I talk to the man and his wife, they tell me about a girl that used to live there and disappeared one day. So my first thought was "holy **** maybe I can find her body and somehow glorify her so she can rest in piece" so I head down to a cellar in the back of the house (where they found her in real life). But this time its different. There are no ghost in the reflections I see. I look down and see handcuffs that are linked to a pole. I see nail marks on the floor and old blood stains drenched on the floor. As I here a rattle in the closet I open it to see a goat skull, in which I pick up and turn around to see her reflection in the mirror, and her face engulfs my view and I wake up sweating, horrified, yet relieved to see sunlight leaking through my blinds.
This is the most recent dream I have had. This dream isn't as horrifying as it is mysterious. The dream takes place back in the chair. This time its the ghost from my past dream. Now it resembles my sister, yet still has the skull in her hand and it saying "newborn".
Weird eh, feed back would be nice on if anyone could tell me what the hell this means lol.
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07-26-2008, 04:54 AM
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