I have death wish... 'I know how you feel Ren'.
Fuck you... '🙄' Kill me or help.
'You didn't say please' Then just fight with me?
'You will have to relax or sleep' Send me in or out?
'Ren?' I want in or out Inka I'm climbing out of my skin here.
'Relax then' Thanks... 'You will owe me for this Ren'
I'm
in... 'Lay down then'
kk
Wow 😮.... 'Yes, and we're in
the middle of this shit' mm 'So could you sort your self plx?'
Inka... 'Just sleep mouse, your instincts as usual are right. Sleep is what you need'
White modern space.
It was a pool and a prison,
reminded me of that arrested at school dream but this time we had been put
there by a guardian type entity.
We had been left in the space to learn philosophy.
2 escalators to a white platform and the pool is on the ground floor. Large windows look out onto a city that we
are not allowed to leave into.
The space was accessed by it's own underground station and the rumble of
passing trains was near constant.
There was only 3 or 4 people in this space with me. No one had the authority to free us and the thing that put us there had failed to collect us.
At the end of the
dream a large big ben type of glowing clock had fallen down into the city... It
was made of fractalized light that imbedded it's self like crystal shards into
the street as it fell.
We were stuck watching threw the glass window, the water in the pool had
started to evaporate too.
The philosophy was to do with a large gestalt awareness that had impregnated a
star then left the system to mature and grow it's self.
We'd learnt what we needed too and now just felt like we were stuck in a fishtank.
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Next dream a tall
white tower with a large steep stairwell.
The view from each story out of the windows is different.
From the top floor I'm looking over a series of corrugated metal barns with a covered station at the end for access.
There is a dark
large attic room from the top floor that certain people have open access
too.
I'd jumped back down the stairwell floating to the bottom and gone to explore
the barns.
One of the roofs had
been ripped apart and I was looking out of the hole at an amazing spaceship of
sliver metal with glowing crystal in deep blue and pink and people flying and
fighting in errr flying robot suits.
With Inka at my roundhouse hub.... It is all the same thing I'm trying to get
my head round atm.
It's just making me tired and confused.
I'd gone inside and flopped on the bed and Inka made me into flag. The swastika flag.. I was confused and so he
showed me in a dream.
It was a VR combat game but the kit I'd been given was buggy and it wasn't
looking where my head was pointing.
I was being attacked but fighting blind, as I was coming out of the experience
I could see the swastika as the plough threw the seasons.
Moving around the
north star.
It was to do with the same energetic gestalt.
The thing that had dumped us was from there.
On one layer it was
seen as genetic manipulation but it was mainly energetic.
Then a long dream a strange city, collage.
My year was due to graduate or leave but again we had been in this space so long
it had become home.
Zak was with me and a Hungarian vizsla dog.
The year I was part of were from very different spaces too and on leaving would
be unlikely to ever meet again, so I was sad too. We'd been in this space 5 or so years.
We each had a room that was more like a show or a shopping mal. Each room was an alcove with a curtain a
little like indoor railway arches.
I'd gone to say
goodbye to some friends I'd not see again.
3 guys all different sizes the big one was so large that only half of
him had been at the collage and he was only there from the waist down!
Seeing the plough again too stars on a flag.
Swastika was 4 and the trident was 3... The ball court thing from last
night was 2. I was trying to learn
numbers symbolically or something.
Rainbow stuff and Thermo-Globe.
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Hummm that pool was the same one I was in years ago, then I revisited with Leon? I'm so confused and sleepy still even after 11hrs sleep! Feel like I need to process this when not awake!
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