These Dreams part 2-3 Aug 2, 2008 10:29 am
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Sorry I dont post often but I get caught up in life and work(which could be termed unlife).
The dreams however still swirls in my mind and tug at my thoughts. Its time to commit them to page again.
I dreamt this at the beginning of last month.
In my dream I live in a dark twilight city. A gritty Gothamlike metaphor inhabited by the Angels and Demons. A group of Angels come to my house, which is exactly like my family house in Orange County. They give me a book that is somehow a sum of all human deeds and at the same time contains the human race. I am told to keep this away from Lucifer and his minions until dawn and to take it to a large convention center in the middle of the city. There I am to confront Lucifer.
At the end of the meeting if I give him the book humanities rule on earth comes to a close and human kind diminishes into darkness. I accept it and spend the night hiding on rooftops. With some help from humans and not so human, I avoid the gangs of fallen searching for me. They are forbidden to harm me but if they take the book, humanity will fall. Dawn approaches and the Angels give me an escort to the center. As I walk through the hallways I see groups of people representing all the races of man who have ever lived.Others intermingle with them that seem to be spawned from celtic tales.
Still and silent watching me walk down towards the large double doors at the end of the hallway. I walk up to the door and put my hand on the handle. Only to wake up with my alarm blaring.
I hated my alarm at that second because I really wanted to hear Lucifer's explanation of why I should hand over the book of man. I certainly cant think of any reason I would have.
Part 3
This dream happen a day or so before the 4th of July. I actually left a fairground on the 4th because it reminded me of the dream.
Im standing in a valley surrounded by mountains at some sort of festival when there is a huge flash and explosion. Directly in on the mountain in front of me, a large plane crashes and breaks apart. People scream as fiery pieces start tumbling down the mountain towards the gathering.
As frightening as that is my thought in the dream"not again!" was more frightening. Looking back at the dream I can see that my dream self really did act like I had been through something like that before. I calmly watch as huge pieces smash down the hill sides calmly calculating which way to dive or duck to avoid death. A large section of the aircraft is flipping end over end towards me. My muscles tense and I am about to move.. when I wake up.
I am not making this stuff up. These are the types of dreams I have. If anyone has any ideas on what they mean please comment.
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Sorry I dont post often but I get caught up in life and work(which could be termed unlife).
The dreams however still swirls in my mind and tug at my thoughts. Its time to commit them to page again.
I dreamt this at the beginning of last month.
In my dream I live in a dark twilight city. A gritty Gothamlike metaphor inhabited by the Angels and Demons. A group of Angels come to my house, which is exactly like my family house in Orange County. They give me a book that is somehow a sum of all human deeds and at the same time contains the human race. I am told to keep this away from Lucifer and his minions until dawn and to take it to a large convention center in the middle of the city. There I am to confront Lucifer.
At the end of the meeting if I give him the book humanities rule on earth comes to a close and human kind diminishes into darkness. I accept it and spend the night hiding on rooftops. With some help from humans and not so human, I avoid the gangs of fallen searching for me. They are forbidden to harm me but if they take the book, humanity will fall. Dawn approaches and the Angels give me an escort to the center. As I walk through the hallways I see groups of people representing all the races of man who have ever lived.Others intermingle with them that seem to be spawned from celtic tales.
Still and silent watching me walk down towards the large double doors at the end of the hallway. I walk up to the door and put my hand on the handle. Only to wake up with my alarm blaring.
I hated my alarm at that second because I really wanted to hear Lucifer's explanation of why I should hand over the book of man. I certainly cant think of any reason I would have.
Part 3
This dream happen a day or so before the 4th of July. I actually left a fairground on the 4th because it reminded me of the dream.
Im standing in a valley surrounded by mountains at some sort of festival when there is a huge flash and explosion. Directly in on the mountain in front of me, a large plane crashes and breaks apart. People scream as fiery pieces start tumbling down the mountain towards the gathering.
As frightening as that is my thought in the dream"not again!" was more frightening. Looking back at the dream I can see that my dream self really did act like I had been through something like that before. I calmly watch as huge pieces smash down the hill sides calmly calculating which way to dive or duck to avoid death. A large section of the aircraft is flipping end over end towards me. My muscles tense and I am about to move.. when I wake up.
I am not making this stuff up. These are the types of dreams I have. If anyone has any ideas on what they mean please comment.
New blog time!