Saturday, 24 October 2020

Hand Holes and Hindu Gods

Was in a crap mood last night, Tired and grumpy from waiting up really late for a delivery that didn't come and being awake and with people way to long! Was told to find Malico or Leon and just chill and let them help so I did.  


Jumped to the house and was in and out of dreams from there all night.. Inka arrived sometime after me when I was sleeping Malico was there too, I think they chatted for a bit then we all just slept into other dreams.


One dream was like watching an old TV show, I think this was a dream where I'd joined with Inka... It was, err The Wonder Years. Was that kid anyway, but he was on a plank in the sea and was him and another him, and then turning into Hindu god type things and other aspects of himself. There were names too was hazy, Asuras, Atman are 2 I recall. I also understood at the time it was linked to other dreams where I've been told Sanskrit words - the most recent one was the dream share one... Errrr I've forgotten. I think the word I'd forgotten from that dream was Atman. I'd wanted to rewatch the show/episode so I could pay more attention, but when I went to replay it had already been ower written.  


Next dream I was in a wired space in a wired body, we were doing something with chickens and I'd bent down to pick up a hen and was thinking bloody hell, what's wrong with my legs why are they so fat! lol Was the wired sensation of trousers compressing them, A woman with me had looked at me rubbing and touching my legs and asked me 'Fat Thighs?' and I had replied these aren't my usual legs! 😀 


The dream jumped and male me was my Bro, I'm not sure why but I had let him cut and made holes in my right hand only small with a small sharp kitchen knife. He had cut very small sections of the outer epithelium so the cut bits were bleeding loads and then vanished, It didn't hurt but was really messy.

The blood was wired thin and brown like something recently dead or old menstrual blood. I remember thinking crap, this is messy and will bleed for ages, as I watched blood oozing freely from the few small holes. 
I'd recalled I had some non-adhesive wound dressings that would be better than the damp kitchen roll I'd initially pressed down to stop the blood flow. The woman from the chicken dream was there too and offered me a lift to get the dressings. Next recall I'm in my main dream house but it's like it was when I was a little kid! I've not seen it like this in ages, same deco (Bit like my room the other night) I was in the cupboard where my Dad used to keep his smelly fishing overalls and had found the dressing I wanted but when I opened them they were not the Melolin I was expecting but small fabric Elastoplast impregnated with some sort of ointment. I wasn't sure what, I looked at the packing it had been sent from China. I gave it a sniff and it seemed like it was possibly Zinc or Titanium-based. The plasters seemed the right size for the small wounds so I'd decided they would likely be fine and stuck them on to stop the blood flow. My Dad was in the dream house too, just chilling and my Mam was alive too in the dream but had gone for a walk.  


The last dream was odd too, a wired space with no windows and sort of coloured plastic walls. Me and a group of friends (crew) shared the space with a British Indian family. My group were out and I was home with the family though they had a separate area and we shared a communal dining table. I was making something and I'd been going to use these tights that were laying around I'd started to knot them and they realised they were the grandmothers and she would be annoyed so I'd been sitting taking the knots out again to return them. It was a Sunday and we were going to share a meal together the family had started cooking and I was going to go to the shop before closing time and was asking if people wanted anything. The India Family had their own shop and got stuff bulk so would swap stuff we got full price for stuff they got cheaper. I'd returned the now unknotted tights and was heading out when more of my group arrived back happy and rowdy with nets of Stella Beer looking forward to the evening meal we would share.  


The last dream I was back in the hub on the station, I'd gone to find Kaylo and felt him there so jumped to him. I'd disturbed Inak getting up and he said he'd come too. When I'd jumped to the hut Inka was already asleep pipe in hand on his bench and Kaylo was on the rug, I was Grey Ren again, I greeted Kaylo but he was his typical self with Grey Ren ignoring her. She/me had wanted to dream share, but he didn't want to so I'd waited till he was drifting off to sleep grabbed his hand and followed.  


The next bit was wired and funny, I'd materialised next to him in his dream space and he turned around glaring at me, I shugged and then Inak appeared too and we both stared at him instead. Inka just grinned and said 'I'm stalking Ren' which made us all laugh and wake up. 

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