Dreams again...
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draconisregenaThe dream I had on the 26th. Yeah. Read the dream and then read this... http://dutch-ditch.livejournal.com/21528.html
My demon dreams and now the dark is affecting the man I love? How do I rid myself of it? Its beginning to scare me.
Im in a new chemistry class. The dean or something the man who is doing my paperwork is flirting a bit as he looks over my transcipt. They try to wrap something around my throat, a collar with bells on it which I immediately reject. No. Not in public. The dean type person asks me a naught question which I evade. There are a couple of doors so I walk to the door after the brief confrontation and then look in. They are talking about protein transcription so it can’t be a chemistry class. One of the girls, the black one in the front row looks over at me and smiles.
Suddenly Im outside.
We, the girls and I are admiring our boyfriends, particularly their hair and jawlines. I’m talking about how Richard shaves his head near every day. I point him out to her but he turns into one of the other guys in the class who looks similar. We joke about how he must not shave every day to get that much hair in the back, because I didn’t want to admit that he’d in fact changed into someone I didn’t notice. Then I notice the chalk drawings on the ground. We get up to look at them, I first noticed the tiger and the dragon that are circling each other int the center. The faces and the portraits are just excuisite! I am gushing about how good they are…and they are phenomenal. I walk along the drawings, reading the words on them. They are love notes, invitations…someone begging someone to love them. Theres nothing malicious or so I thought but suddenly we’re in a search for one of the boys girlfriends. She’s missing. I don’t know her but for some reason I find her.
Shes tied to the seat of what looks like our fire cart. At first I thought she was bound beneath it but she was on the seat when I looked twice. She was bloody and cut all over from the razor blade that the man (this man is much older, wild bluish eyes long white bierd and hair…) is wielding. I don’t want to hurt myself but she is begging for help. Begging. When he raises the razorblade to her throat I hit him from behind. He turns to me as I pull him away from her and he says Nothing can stop…(something) and he keeps repeating that word as he cuts at his throat. Each cut sprays blood everywhere, on her on me everywhere. 4 times he does this before crumpling to the ground. Dead? I don't even know. I wake up and am just confused....and scared.
My demon dreams and now the dark is affecting the man I love? How do I rid myself of it? Its beginning to scare me.
Im in a new chemistry class. The dean or something the man who is doing my paperwork is flirting a bit as he looks over my transcipt. They try to wrap something around my throat, a collar with bells on it which I immediately reject. No. Not in public. The dean type person asks me a naught question which I evade. There are a couple of doors so I walk to the door after the brief confrontation and then look in. They are talking about protein transcription so it can’t be a chemistry class. One of the girls, the black one in the front row looks over at me and smiles.
Suddenly Im outside.
We, the girls and I are admiring our boyfriends, particularly their hair and jawlines. I’m talking about how Richard shaves his head near every day. I point him out to her but he turns into one of the other guys in the class who looks similar. We joke about how he must not shave every day to get that much hair in the back, because I didn’t want to admit that he’d in fact changed into someone I didn’t notice. Then I notice the chalk drawings on the ground. We get up to look at them, I first noticed the tiger and the dragon that are circling each other int the center. The faces and the portraits are just excuisite! I am gushing about how good they are…and they are phenomenal. I walk along the drawings, reading the words on them. They are love notes, invitations…someone begging someone to love them. Theres nothing malicious or so I thought but suddenly we’re in a search for one of the boys girlfriends. She’s missing. I don’t know her but for some reason I find her.
Shes tied to the seat of what looks like our fire cart. At first I thought she was bound beneath it but she was on the seat when I looked twice. She was bloody and cut all over from the razor blade that the man (this man is much older, wild bluish eyes long white bierd and hair…) is wielding. I don’t want to hurt myself but she is begging for help. Begging. When he raises the razorblade to her throat I hit him from behind. He turns to me as I pull him away from her and he says Nothing can stop…(something) and he keeps repeating that word as he cuts at his throat. Each cut sprays blood everywhere, on her on me everywhere. 4 times he does this before crumpling to the ground. Dead? I don't even know. I wake up and am just confused....and scared.
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Date: 2007-04-27 01:46 pm (UTC)Also; consider talking with someone, might help. I hope this passes. Warm thoughts coming your way. HUGS