Friday, 2 October 2020

Death and yet more Blood


The first part of the night just wanted to chill so went to the Tree hub. 'After Arguing' Shhhh 😏Didn't argue, told you where I was going πŸ’š


Dreams had been hazy strange version of main dream area one that is familiar but that I've not been to in what feels like ages! I recall other dreams here it's the buildings seem way to big like they did when I was a kid/small.   


A dog that didn't want to walk and I was trying to get it home.. to heavy to carry, spaniel on a green slip lead and a posh woman shouting directions. Ohhh wow, I have wired recall of other dreams in this space, a concert hall and a railway line running past the main dream house... feels an age since I was in it though. In another dream I had white/black orange long hair I was combing out knots. 




Woke gone 3. 

Inka?  'Mmmmm'  Come play?  'Tree Hub'.
Sleep instantly and jump there, I jumped to the room I'm familiar with dark cave with fire and rug, Inkas there but we are made from the earth not wood. We have no faces same as Dryad, lol was a bit like being morph made from red clay.. moving earth form. 


Inka reaches into me and takes out my heart and then I take his...we swap them they are also soft clay-like earth. Then he takes me down into a room below I've not been in before.. it's kinda hazy as my lucidity wasn't high and it was visual but not using eyes more of a floating awarness and tactile too.

The room is also dark and warm the place has a red/orange glow like candlelight, though I don't remember any light source.

There is a wood bench growing from the earth in the center its the only thing in the room. I lay down and he kills me with the knife with a blue handle that I found in astral the other day. I turn from clay into blood. I run down the bench and into the earth soaking into it. There was so much blood... I am it. Warm, red greasy soaking into the sandy orange earth leaving just a greasy stain on the floor and the bench, was there for a while just flowing and changing. 


Wake up... That was unexpected!!πŸ˜† 'Hahaha, Ren... you've been dreaming blood rituals all week death comes after hanged man'  😈 Did you kill you, or me?   'The same thing'  Haha suppose.
Was still surprising 
'We wouldn't be wild if we were predictable' 😏 Hahahaha.


Jumped back to tree hub to sleep the normal room, I sleep again back into main dream area. 


Long dream I meet Em's Mama and she wants to take me for breakfast male me was a jumble of bro/dot. We arrange to meet her, Em joins us too. Hummm, so symbol wise Em seems to be Me reversed...  I have been given care of an older woman too and I also had a role in a
birth unit but the births are not human, they are all kinds of hybrids
& entities. Strange buildings too with glass fronts was taking blood & tissue samples to check.


(lol like Ren from the story?) lol brains and symbols are wired!  
'Yours certainly is bitch' Haha thanks😏

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Fuck Inka! That thread.... On the insect & plant entitysπŸ‘€


'IKR bitch, it's fun though'  πŸ’œπŸ’šπŸ’œ


 Pfffff I'm no teacher, leader?  'You don't need to be Witch. We just play.... play nice this time bitch... Symbols, roles masks'   😈



'I notice you didn't tell them about' ... Pffff do not go there!  'You can Ren'  

I will, just one step at a time. 

Reality is wibbly....   'Yep Witch, only going to get worse if you want to fly'   I do!!


'Hang on then, we got you... Don't expect them to like you Ren, you know how this shit pans out'   lol PAN!! 

πŸ’œ  'Yep'  I'm still all in! 


'Planting seeds, Ren... We are all with you too!' Like reality bombs but less fall out???  'Your getting this shit bitch'  



 But the burn? The Pop?  'Trust. We are playing'


 Oh.... Some of them see??   'They are us too Ren' Oh yeh..... 

The heart anger?... That's new. 'To you, yes... energy centres different in other aspects' Ok, TY. Does it fuel the violet flame?  'Burn Bitch, and keep jumping till you burn purple'   lol, I will but I'm right? I'll take that as yes πŸ˜†  


 

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