2.11.05 Dark entities, Babies.... oh my!

[themightyjenjen]

2.11.05 Dreams
‘Dark Entity”
At my old house- this community called Sand Ridge Estates- a place of McMansions as I call them, there was an empty plot of land next to the cul de sac where my parent’s house was, during the day it was simply tall prairie bordered by forest. However, in this dream, at night there was a dark man, he came from the ground and lurked and watched. I was out there with this guy friend figure- he had an English accent. All I did here was watch him I sensed the absolute darkness from him- I could not even really make him out, just this figure with masculine energy.
The next thing I know I am at some business asking for tax forms, I went to fill them out and the English friend is talking with a young man in another window, there is an intensely bright light from behind him and he looks very innocent. However my friend sees him differently, he is the thing in that empty lot. I thought that we would be nice on the first time round, give him like a three strikes rule. But with slang or language I didn’t understand my friend was threatening him. Then it hit me- “What are you doing?” I demanded of my friend, “I thought we were going to get along!” I get a premonition given to me by this creature of him stealing me and taking me with him into the darkness that he is. I got it now- he may look innocent and light in this form but what he really is of is nearly unfathomable.
Same dream new section:
I am now walking down a street, either with Shane or my friend, we get to a corner and see down the block to the right a young woman, all gothed out, hold a double barrel shot gun to her family, talking at them. I saw that her sister was very pregnant and from the looks of it they are very well off, which seems odd looking at the neighborhood. I want up to her, hoping she would level with me and put the gun down. I walked up behind her and asked her quietly what was going on, she looked at me and seemed relieved. She put the gun down, and I asked the family if they would talk with me. They agreed and we walked inside, I followed looking down seeing that I was gothed out to. We went in side and the place looked like a cultural museum. We went to the basement, on the way the mother complaining to me about her daughter, I told her calmly that it seemed her daughter wanted someone to listen to her, and felt the only way to get this from her family was at the other end of a gun. Her mother seemed fascinated. I promised to sit and talk with them, but as we did my old boss, Magille from Kid’s Depot came down bringing everyone and everything from the daycare to this basement, and then came the infants from Right Start, I saw my favorite little boy, Justin, and he had grown. He was talking to me, even though he still had the body of an infant. Magille asked me if I wanted to feed him, and I jumped at the offer. I missed these guys so much. I got up and began playing with the infants, waiting for Justin’s food to be ready, then I remember I had promised to talk with the family, but they weren’t here anymore, then I noticed a part of the wall was merely a folding wall that had been pulled shut, the family was all laughing and watching TV together.

[themightyjenjen]

“Southern Convention”
I was in the south, at some convention- went to food shop and ordered an ice cream, this place let you make your own flavor I put in bananas-, peanut butter, honey, caramel, and chocolate in a vanilla base- the ladies behind tested it and they started sharing my flavor, they really liked it. They told me how this southern ice cream was very different from the stuff I was used to up north.
Then—the eating contest I am not sure what happened- however I was entered onto some kind of eating contest. I ate a corn dog, and then there was a sweet potato on a stick, I kept trying to get it in my mouth but it was too big, so I would put it down turn away from the long picnic table and push my jaw farther open, but even after doing this three times my mouth grew no wider. Then I saw I had a knife- I made some joke about how strange it was to see a huge sweet potato on a stick with grill marks on it, but I sliced a small sliver out of it and tasted it (in waking life I have never eaten sweet potatoes- I don’t think) and I like it, then I looked ahead of me down the long table to my opponent, a young man- and he had just lost- however as the woman explained I hadn’t actually paid to get it the convention- I was here as part of some group- so could not win anything, so instead they were going to punish the loser. She put her hand on his shoulder telling him he would have to go to the bathroom for us and started saying in an announcer voice- “If you had been around… (Time period) you may have used such toilets as these” the dream changed into a film collage of different toilets made of stones, and marble with water running through them. There was a few with gargoyles that shot a stream of water toward the persons butt, and while I am not sure if toilet like these were around- because they all looked quite modern in style, however made of stone- this was very trippy. The dream faded….

“ Messed up Ring”
Another I was in the kitchen of the trailer and my ring had come in from the ring maker, however I was not happy, the stone had been cut funny, and the band was a simple band of metal with this gummy gold shimmer goo on it – rather like almost dried thick polish. I started scraping it off, at the very least the silver was still there. The dream faded fast.

“Haunted Sperm Blocks”
Some dream I can hardly remember about a daycare again, all the kids gone and me and a male co-worker were discussing the haunting in the storage room upstairs. He wanted to get the ‘sperm blocks’ for the kids to play with, but was too afraid of the curse. So I went up to get them, the stair case was long and out doors, with no railings, in fact the room- the cursed room- seemed to be detached from the rest of the place, and well more than two stories high. But I afraid of heights and all went up the stairs, using my hands and feet- more like crawling than walking, I remembered the sky being purple and the stairs and building being plaster- the type you’d find in the southwest. Well when I finally reached the room and opened the door a stuck my head in I sensed a spirit for sure, however I was not afraid of it and began looking for the ‘sperm blocks’….

*straches head* I have a very interesting social life in the astral realm...