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mlucifersam
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My dreams were REALLY odd during all this. Here are 4 of them that I wrote down:
1. I was in some seaside town but there was these BIG faults in the ground that made the whole place shift. I was lying on a roof looking at other roof tops and the whole skyline kept shifting cos the buildings were moving. There was big swimming pool and a bloke my sister had slept with was lying by it and he kept dropping things in the deep pool that I was supposed to go down to the bottom to retrieve, one thing I remember was a pair of sunglasses. Then there I was looking at this dirty pink padded balcony and in it was a mouldy man who'd had his foot removed, but it hadn't rotted, just healed. So he had his foot in his hand like a he was holding a slipper. He was walking around on his heeled stump and someone I knew was trying to get in to his room thourgh the balcony and this mouldy man was chasing him around trying to hit him with his amputated foot. Someone bought him a plastic after shave dispenser and I noticed that the thing you pushed to get the smellies out had cracked. I remember odd shalet rooms made out like old ladies front parlours, and the toilet was one of these rooms but you wrapped clothes airers round you to give you privacy. I remember having some sort of adult incontinence pants on that you had to pull off. There was some art entries I had to judge. People had made these short videos about some of their work and I had to judge them. I looked up to see this huge Blackpool/Eiffel Tower thing and looking up at it and the shifting ground kept making it move. It made ya dizzy. Then some ODD game started, I had to bounce these metal balls off a spring thing, like a pinball, and they'd shoot up the side of a building and make these huge explosions and you'd get points for hitting them.
I remember seeing Katy who I used to work with ("My name's NOT Katy, it's Kate!" she said as I was calling her to help walk me back to my room. I was lost and she wouldn't stop walking till I called her by the right name) Then this, what I knew was drug induced, type of hallucinating started. It was still part of this game. We had to pass this cotton and needle round each other with our mouths to form a web that went around 3 of us. When we had finished I noticed that the cotton had gone into my face, linking me in with the 'scuplture' as it was. It didn't hurt though and I was thinking 'How come it's gone in my mouth and through the skin without it hurting?'. Then, my hand became drawn to my mouth, like a muscle reaction was happening and I couldn't stop it. Then I felt cotton wool in my mouth again. The side of hand had cotton wool stiched into it and had connected it with my gums, which had also been sewn to my hand. It was horrible but didn't hurt but I had trouble speaking cos of the cotton wool. I knew that this hadn't really happened and it was part of the 'game'. Then all these little knots of cotton wool were appearing in my leg and it went alomst polka dot in look cos of all the little bits of red cooton wool. Then this black girl came up to me and asked me why I'd gone to such extreme measures for art. People were looing at me like I was in an exhibition. I said that I knew this wasn't really happening but it felt like it and I knew that I'd been drugged but GOD! It was real! When she realised that I knew what was going on she gently tripped me up and bought me out of my drug induced state. That's when I woke up.
2. Nightmare Thurs morning, 17/02/05
I'd had a son. I went to see him for the first time the day after he was born and we played a game with water pistols but he was as small as my hand and I had a pistol in one hand and him in the other. I was really happy and any thought of my new son made me really emotional. I was flying around in this little flying car in a busy crowd of either holiday or festival goers singing 'Whatever happened to Corey Haim' at the top of my voice.I saw my friend Sharon who was with a mate in a night club and told her of my son and started to cry because I was SO happy.
Then I was asked if I'd like to play a new computer game. What I didn't realise at the time that part of the game included being given a huge dose of LSD. I found myself in my living room with all these strange people who seemed to know me, they were standing round drinking and chatting to each other. The front door of my house kept getting left ajar and I was telling people they should shut it properly or bad things would get in. This kept happening and I was getting more and more scared that the evil things outside would get in. Every time I looked at the door it had been vandalised a bit more still there were gaping holes. I turned my back on the door for a bit and when I turned back the door had moved and where it had been was a big hole, the wind was blowing through it a net put over the hole, which was useless because now anything could gain entry. Then all these people in the room started to move towards me and box me in. I couldn't move away from them, like I was frozen with terror because of what was happening.
Now the conveyor belt type process of mutilation started. It felt like I'd been bound as I couldn't move my arms or legs. These people started to stitch me together. Big bunches of needles were inserted under my skin, like mass acupunture. Cotton was used to bind my fingers and toes together. Cotton and needles were inserted all over my body to make patterns. The pain was excruciating. I was sat down at the next point of the process and was interviewed by someone I couldn't see, it was just a man's voice, another man was sitting next to me looking at old Victorian artifacts, like old watch parts. When I asked who was speaking to me I felt something appear on my seat underneath me. It was a single ripped black and white photo from a photo booth with 2 people in it. I turned it over and there was another image on the other side. I turned it back and the image had changed. I kept turning it and the photo kept changing. I said 'How the f*ck is THAT happening?' It was really freaky. I was moved on. By this time everyone around me had turned into some deformed monster. They were mouldy or had buttons stitched in for eyeballs. I was taken outside and had the chance for some fresh air in a ruin. It looked like some old building that had half been demolished. I was handed some dry cornflakes to eat but whenever I tried to eat some they transformed in my hand to these leafy looking insects that tried to run away from my mouth.
Then I was picked up and bundled away on to the next stage. Now they were going to work on my head. Hair was shaved off and my ears, eyes and mouth were next to be stitched up with cotton and masses of needles. A trail of cotton was weaved in and out of the bald skin on my head to make patterns. My fingers were now openable but with needles in each of my fingertips with cotton connecting them so I couldn't open them all the way, the stretched cotton restricting this from happening. I could just about see as my eyes could open a tiny bit but I was looking through a mesh of cotton where my eyelids had been stitched together. I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror and it was horrific, there was blood and needles everywhere, I didn't recognise myself at all. It felt like I wasn't supposed to have seen that, that had been a mistake. I went to put something in my mouth or to itch it and saw that they'd attached long finger nails that weren't mine to some, not all, of my finger tips. I felt someone scratching at my bottom with their finger nails. I turned around and there was this albino, red eyed, deformed dwarf with long white hair snarling at me. He had a hand full of the finger nails that had just been attached to mine. I was surrounded by monsters all doing things to me that really hurt. By this time I was in a state of panic and the needles were causing a tremendous amount pain. I felt about 4 stone heavier because of the weight of needles I was carrying. I was taken in a van with a bag over my head. I was now surrounded by a different set of people, these were all wearing dark uniforms. I felt it was all coming to an end. I feigned hyper ventilation to see if they would panic and make this all end sooner. Amongst all the chatter I heard, momentarily, my mum and dad. One of them mentioned they thought they'd given me 'too much' (I presumed they were talking about the dose of acid I'd been given). I found myself in a normal looking living room and I thought it was all over. I was naked. Some Christmas tree lights were got out which were then threaded through the bunch of needles in my toes, I saw my feet were covered in them, and all up my legs, cotton and needles everywhere, under my skin. I was then hoisted up with the tree lights through a hook in the ceiling so I was hanging up side down.
That's when I woke up!
3. And here's another I had in September:
My family had all died, there was 5 of us and Jon who I live with was my brother. We were told we all deserved to go to heaven by an angel who then said one of us, though, had to go DOWN and not UP. Cos we thought this meant one of us had to go to hell me and Jon started to have a race up to heaven. As we flew up we were flying past photos of us growing up, clocks depicting time, school certificates and sports awards (they were Jons!) We flew up in a thin tube like thing that went on for miles, up and up, spiraling higher and higher and when I reached the top that was the minute that I died. My mind went blank and all I could see was black. I was thinking "Surely this can't be it?! This is paradise?? I can't spend eternity just seeing BLACK!" and then I began to panic cos I was so scared about realising there was NO paradise, that life was IT! So I woke up in a panic, my arms were paralysed by my side from the flight upwards. I was so scared!
The End, Amen
4. My dream last night, again was horrific. I dreamt I had stigmata on my hands but not the usual one or two. There were holes in every bone of my hand and I could see the holes being made and it felt like they were using rusty nails though I couldn't see the nails, just FEEL them!
And in regards to your other question:
I think I might have heard my name said twice last week when no one was there and last night, now this IS wierd. I heard menacing classical music coming out of the TV when something totally unrelated was on. 2 other people were there watching the TV and neither of them heard it. Paranormal?? I have no idea and if someone else told me that I'd think they were going mad.
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