Strange Connections: Visceral Feelings of Power
(Multiple connected dream segments)
I am with a group of friends, walking in a line. Closest to me is a young woman (Sarah?) that I am very close to. We have come to realize that there is a power that is supporting us, but each separately, we must part. I am very saddened. The force becomes more evident as we walk. I can fell it viscerally. It is becoming stronger.
I am in a classroom. We are waiting for some sort of performance or lecture. A surprisingly young kid comes to the front to give a presentation. Boy genus type. He has a mechanical bug. It looks like a fly and may actually fly around. It is the size of a a pound of butter box. It is buzzing around us, but it is primarily just obnoxious.
I an bloody and washing masses of blood off my chest. I am not hurt. I am more concerned about not having a shirt. (no idea where blood came from)
We are preparing for the whole class to go out in boats. I am confused as to where to sit, am guided by someone and sit close to my friend that also say the mechanical fly demonstration.We assume they were an infection from the mechanical fly. I see worms moving under his skin on his face. I have them as well. We can pinch the skin and easily remove the worms. We are concerned but not panicked.
I am in a classroom or am just discussing the results of a class. I am handed a long list of expenses associated with a class project of mine. It is like a store receipt roll printout. Each line on the roll is an expense, possibly an individual real estate purchase. I assume the total expense is massive. The person handing it to me says my aunt took care of the expenses. I think they are not all legitimate but decide to let sleeping dogs lie.
I am in a seaside town and am talking to a man who lives there. He has a son who spends lots of time on the water and is just getting to know the place. The man discusses financing around a project I am considering. I make my finances sound better than they are. There is something strange an ominous about the sea.
I am in a park with many people, some from previous segments. It is raining money. Somehow the individual restrictions that were put on us by the mysterious force are now being compensated. There is money and sparkle, it is all floating down very slowly.
Psychon Log: Strange Seas
Notes: That's seven individual segments, may be a record. Emotionally I emerge from the dream with a seance of dread but am very excited about how much detail I have retained. This is not new, but the physical (whats I call visceral) seance of emerging from a definite different physical dream world is strong as I awake. Several themes repeat themselves. The classroom. Poor performance in the classroom. Seaside, ocean, water. Getting help from others.
What does the dream want? For me to be encouraged about continuing with meditation (on day 3 of 24 for 24 minutes a session. For me to wake up and realize all the weirdness n the dreams...go lucid. The poser that demands The trade of intimacy for power is troubling. This is unique as far as I remember. I will watch for it to return.
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